Shades Of The Same Shirt

Do you remember

That ugly red tank top

You wore when we met

The fucking little frilly

Wrinkles on it, what a mess

I think you have the same shirt

In three colors or something

I knew I loved you

The moment I saw

The green one, and I knew

You and I were like

Shades of the same shirt, but

I think I might just be

Inflexible about clothing

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