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*Am I so mean to you? Is that why you leave the Bed to go and cry alone When you think I'm Sleeping?* No. I go to think. Thinking makes me Cry. One hour is worth five Hours of deep sleep. I see clearer through tears. I go to ask. Ask why we both miss The same sides of love. Why we both lay on either end Of a mile wide king size And wait for the other's arm To reach across the proud void. I go to ask why we both feel Unfairly treated for the same Reasons. I slip away from The sensation of sleeping alone When I'm not; it's worse than actual Solitude. I go to have meetings with myself. To evaluate. Analyze. Criticize my Act and improve. Take and give Blame between myselves. Who wouldn't cry? No, little girl. You're not mean to me. I am. I am a poet. I don't leave your Side to weep. It's all poetry to me. Poetry and tears.   I go to sit by myself and Not write.
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Jun 2, 2014
Jun 2, 2014 at 4:20 AM UTC
...and not Write
*Am I so mean to you? Is that why you leave the Bed to go and cry alone When you think I'm Sleeping?* No. I go to think. Thinking makes me Cry. One hour is worth five Hours of deep sleep. I see clearer through tears. I go to ask. Ask why we both miss The same sides of love. Why we both lay on either end Of a mile wide king size And wait for the other's arm To reach across the proud void. I go to ask why we both feel Unfairly treated for the same Reasons. I slip away from The sensation of sleeping alone When I'm not; it's worse than actual Solitude. I go to have meetings with myself. To evaluate. Analyze. Criticize my Act and improve. Take and give Blame between myselves. Who wouldn't cry? No, little girl. You're not mean to me. I am. I am a poet. I don't leave your Side to weep. It's all poetry to me. Poetry and tears.   I go to sit by myself and Not write.
sgholter
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Jun 2, 2014
Jun 2, 2014 at 4:20 AM UTC
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