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Mar 2019
Back in the saddle again
Back here where I am with my friends.
Because I drove to fast,
and feelings are talked about last.

Sittin' alone again,
thinking of all the places I've been
Thinking on things I have lost,
and what my actions cost.

Puttin' off going to sleep
thinking about feelings to keep.
Lookin' for something evil or divine,
to help clear my foggy mind.

Listenin' to a mix of old country and metal,
hopin' to find something that'll help me settle,
I don't really know what it is I am missing,
Other than the weird hope we'd be kissing.

Back in the saddle again,
still in love with you, my best friend.
To afraid to act,
say something that I can't retract,
and lose ya forever
something that coming back from, I could never.

Back in the saddle again,
goin' places we've never been
to clear my head,
avoidin' my bed,
escapin' that dread.

Back in the saddle again,
still in love with you, best friend.
I feel like ****,
and a hypocrite.
the end.
feelings are strange, writing it down tends to help, especially when I don't have the right words to say.  as always, any comments, good or bad, are welcome
Written by
John  20/M/moving foward
(20/M/moving foward)   
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