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It's early morning

I'm sitting here

My pen in hand

Eager to get something on this page

But the words won't come

And it's no fun

Without you here with me

I'm awfully mediocre, darling

I have nothing original to offer

All I can do is hold this pen

And hope that words will come

Or maybe I can search for words or quotes

And tangle them together

In hopes of making some sort of art

To explain how I am feeling

Because I'm awfully mediocre

And I have nothing original to offer

I so desperately want to write to you

And tell you how I'm feeling

But my tongue is tied

My brain is in knots

And I'm growing rather weary

Yes, I can take words from others

And send them to you

But none of them can ever compare

To the loneliness I feel

And the sorrow I bare

Living my life without you

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