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Dec 2012
My mind is bent with apprehension
You say it’s ended out of the blue
As your way out you forgot to mention
“I never even loved you”

So, Where do I begin, the turns never end.
Doors swing. Never Stop. The knobs don’t lock.
Unleash my thoughts to the musky air.
Just dust, you’re no longer there.

I’ve moved on to something new.
It never was me and you.
Swallow the key and forget the past.
Just keep walking and believe.
Write new thoughts that seem to last.
Nor break nor bend. This is the end.
Adam Schwab
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Adam Schwab  Springfield, MO
(Springfield, MO)   
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