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Feb 2015
Here I lie
in your old room.
Building things
Where things were broken down.
Me
To be exact.
But let's not go into that.
You reappear
Time from time
In my mind.

It's been so long
Yet
your memory
is the strongest.
I don't know
What it is but
Only you
possess the power.

Some girls would die
For my attention.
But
You
Don't
even notice it.
I have so many options.
I wish
You
Were the only one.

To them
I'm nothing but a heart break.
I really do try.
They
bore me.
They
Adore me
I
Adore you.

I don't think we could ever be together.
We are too different.
But
That's what I love the most.
John Byrd
Written by
John Byrd  Detroit
(Detroit)   
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