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Jul 2020
And just don’t let me get to you
Waiting on me
If I did that
I’m sorry
I felt the whole sea
Being my
Inundated
Half-assed
Part of me
And if I
Don’t just fall asleep
Then you found me
Am I my
Any what
You imagine is free
I am nothing without you
The ultimate me
And with glee
I pronounce
You becoming the me
There was us
And I wasn’t
Too drunk to believe
Michael Marchese
Written by
Michael Marchese  30/M/California
(30/M/California)   
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