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Feb 2014
You're attention span I could measure using my arms
But I'd rather use them to keep you from running
Into the arms of another

You love me when I'm gone
But when I'm near it turns to a game
One I've never been good at but still play

When my efforts lessen, you seem to notice
You want to be a part of the distance
But never the circumference, that is me

A game of tag, after 10 minutes
the more I try
the more you want nothing to do with it

Inevitably, *me
Jorge L Echevarria
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Jorge L Echevarria  30/M/NC
(30/M/NC)   
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