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Jun 2016
You caught my eye and wouldn't let go
I tried to work past it but you said "no".
You didn't consume my thoughts before
But now that I've noticed, you demand more.
Your presence controls me like an addict
So like an itch on my head, I scratch it.
Just once; no, twice, again and again
just hoping that scratching will bring this to an end
Because I can't move on
Until I know you're gone.
I've seen others like you in the past
And I know you won't be the last
But I can't help but go insane
By seeing on my desk a coffee stain.
A Psalmist
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A Psalmist  M/-In the moment
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