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Jul 2013
It curls my toes
And hits vertebrae after vertebrae
Of my spine
Cold water drips down onto my head
And makes me want to curl up into a ball
I'm not sure why I let the cold water run
I guess I just didn't have the desire to move
And use my tired hands to twist the faucet
I just wanted you
And the cold water seemed to
wake me up from the dream
That I felt as if I was in
Whenever I was in your presence
The water wakes me up from my delirious state
And takes me back to actuality
And all I really know now is that
I'm freezing
And I miss you
2am poetry...sorry.
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   Timothy
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