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Jan 2013
She's an escape
To say the least

When I'm lost
Surrounded by demons
For her attention I be feigning
She so lost in her own thoughts
That she didn't notice me there
I guess she was unaware
Because she put that little sign on the door
That read...
"Boys Beware"....
She already than caught on to game
Or just got tired of hearing the same
So maybe that's why I stuck up in here
To spit some poetry in her ear
Not just things she want to hear
But words to make everything crystal clear

I let her know my mind wonders about her
When I no longer want to think about the pain
From my past relations
She is my medication
She is my motivation
She is my oxygen
She is my best friend
She is my escape....
Written by
Michael A Bauseman
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