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Jun 2016
My shirts are ragged and I
Drink too much on many occasions and I
Often reek of cigarettes and untold lies and I
Can't seem to keep myself steady for more than a minute but

Can write a love poem that'll make you go to pieces
And I
Will calculate the distance to the stars and find out how to launch you there
And I
Won't rest until I see it completed.

Sure, I
Can't control a sentence for more than a few words and I
Barely know my thoughts and I
Am a rambling, insecure mess and I
Don't know where I came from, but

Can help you find a home here amongst the shadows,
And bellow out your name so it infinitely echoes
Written to be spoken word. I don't know if this is a love poem or not, I mean...
I wrote this to be more of a song I think
Written by
-  Anywhere
   Walter W Hoelbling and Bailey
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