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Sep 2015
Him
I sit in class
Writing about him
He sits across the room from me
With no knowledge that I like him
He makes my heart ache
He sends me over the edge
He causes all these emotions to emerge
Much like a tornado
Sweeping everything in its path
Destroying me from the inside out
With no end.
The Broken Poet
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The Broken Poet  Texas
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