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Jack Thompson Mar 2015
I know you so well.
And not at all.
You keep me at bay.
What's the point.
I've drowned off shore.
Everything you've told me.
Is it truth I'm left unsure.
Scrambled more twisted every day.
This bay you've placed me.
I fear I'll stay.

Collaborative closure causing contemplation of a committed connection.
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Jack Thompson Mar 2015
Time between us long and finite.
As if I were keeping track.
A gold coin I'm due.
As I've been sober from you.
Your image pixelated and blurry.
Only a ripple you now are stirring.
What it is to feel your embrace.
And how it was to kiss your face.
Slowly I will forget.
The next one I will protect.
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Jack Thompson Mar 2015
When you try again with someone new.
But something doesn't feel right.
It feels like it's the first time.
In the worst way possible.
Where did all my love go.
How did you steal it.
You disable me and your already long gone.

All I do is wonder why.
Why you're not her.
Why the feelings aren't there.
Why your so far from where I want to be.
It's something I cannot bare.

But you're trying again right.
That's meant to mean something.
It's meant to be for something.
Where is this light.
Everybody's been talking about it.

This time won't you save me.
Save me from the mundane.
Save me from the times tried n failed.
This time won't you save me.
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Jack Thompson Mar 2015
I am special, complex in my construction.
Beautifully designed for your destruction.
I am everywhere and all around.
I feel needed and I love it.
You rely on me the most when you're stressed and down.
Draw me in and place your trust.
I'll return it all in the form of dust.
It will get better now do you feel it?
Watch as they all turn and combust.
Draw me in once more don't stop.
I feed on you, give you false strength.
Evil intent laughing at your expense.
Draw me in dance with me forever.
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Jack Thompson Mar 2015
My poems are not a poem.
They have no form or flow in 'em.
I've never been taught to write one.
These words are my thoughts undone.
True and honest to myself.
Perhaps they belong on the shelf.
Powerful and unstoppable.
A desk job is more probable.
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Jack Thompson Mar 2015
I build you up.
Give you the support your missing.
Rely on me to be your crutch.
I build you up.
In your time of need.
I became your rock.
I build you up.
so you can leave.
Why'd I do that.
I built you to hurt me.
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Jack Thompson Mar 2015
You
I'm lying there in your arms.
Wrapped and tightly entwined.
Your soul reaching out to me.
Through those eyes they glimer.
In this light I've found beauty.
So perfect blue and green.
Mesmerized draw me in close.
We're in a bubble.
The sound of rain it's beautiful.
It intensifies now deadening.
A dead silence only rain.
Your open mouth.
Your lips move but that's all.
You say "I love you".
You meant it but you've meant it before.
Will this be the last time.
This must be love.
Nothing else exists.
This must be love.
In our bubble.
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