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Oct 2015
An awkward silence between friends
A blush a glance away
Somethings sparks
Maybe there is more
Your sweet voice in my head
Calling me to lean forward
My hands pulling you closer
Should I risk this friendship
For a chance at something that might not happen
A road trip to see you
A smile from your lips
Maybe I am a stoner
Maybe I am an alcoholic
A party-goer try not to be sober
So I can deny myself these feelings
Hide the pain, the anger, the sorrow
I should have paused the beers
The blunts, joints, and bongs
To talk to you
Show the level of guilt I feel
But like a dog with it's tail tucked
I hid, ran from sight
I can't say it anymore
The real way I feel
Words escape me
Everything feels so forced
Nothing flows
Im a puddle without a current
Stagnant and lifeless
Robert Guerrero
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