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Mar 2015
I've been outside before.
And never thought much more.
Tonight it's perfect out.
I sat on the deck beer in hand.
Out here on my chest.
your head used to land.

My dog he's cute he's quite the treat.
But the absense of you is apparently sweet.
Not at all Ive just lied.
Im miserable deep down.
Not at all if i just died.

For she used to sit just in this spot.
Peaceful and perfect.
How is it that I could have forgot.

Through the glass my memories perspective.
I was on the inside...
I thought I had all the time in the world.
I should have been more bold.

Ironic and melancholy my thoughts betray.
Right here where she were.
For now here I'll stay.
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Jack Thompson
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