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No Bad Bets

by jack-ghaven

It's so nice to be lost In something other than my mind No matter what the cost I have definitely come to find That this is me at my best With a chance to care A chance to let my soul rest And I am acutely aware That this is the highest I get Consequently the farthest I fall But I never find it to be a bad bet Because all good things start small Though I tend to move quick It's by no means in a rush It's just you give my brain a kick And here I am with a bit of a crush
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Jun 3, 2016
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Writing something happy always feels weird. No matter how much I love writing this kind of content, it is very difficult for me to have the proper motivation. I always jokingly call this portion of my work, "About A Girl" poetry, but there's a lot of truth in it. For some reason women always tend to be my muse for more joyful or thankful content. I wouldn't have it any other way...

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