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Dec 2012
If anyone asks me what i want right now

besides the obvious answer being YOU,

all i want is to write poetry and

see your face in my head as the words come to me.

it's not hard to believe that you are

the sole subject of my prose.

As if writing about you could heal my soul

i hate that you have this hold on me

i never knew how weak i really was.

For as often as i see you,

you might as well be on Jupiter instead of the

other side of town
Written by
bethiem  antarctica
   ---, Alex J, J Drake and R Guildenstern
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