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Apr 2020
I don't cross your mind like you cross mine;
and, I think about that a lot.
There hasn't been a single day where,
I haven't thought of the way that you say my name.
But my legs aren't tired so your mind must not be runnin.
out of time, as my clock would suggest
my eyes are heavy when I lay my head to rest,
I wish for nothing but the best and you're better than the rest.
I wish love didn't feel like a stupid test.
I've chosen a, b, and c far too many times
to let some D take what I have left.
I've never been a fan of the standardized love fest.
So when you came around
I thought, just maybe-
there were still some good men left.
Turns out I didn't need them anyways
Written by
Crystal  20/F
   Bogdan Dragos
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