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268 · May 2016
Lost Words
Despite priding myself on my words
you have me at a loss of them;

but I know when I find them
I will write books about you.
241 · May 2016
Muses
She told him
“Maybe I’ll write a poem about you,”
when really she could of written a book.

He told her
“Maybe I’ll write a song about you,”
when really he could of written a symphony.
238 · May 2016
Words
I use to love words,
but it was yours that broke me.

I don’t know if any essay you could write
could put me back together again.
215 · May 2016
Easy
I never let anyone love me,
that was until I met you,

you made it look so easy,
effortless in all that you do.

— The End —