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Mon, 01/18/2016 - 19:27 -- jmbizme

My mind is blank,

My thoughts won't flow.

I'm a bit bored, 

So I look out the window.

I begin a new book,

It reminds me of you.

If you ask me why, 

I'll have no clue.

I guess I just want you here,

Always with me.

Or maybe just for you to be near.

This poem is about: 
Me

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jmbizme

Well....what do y'all think..?

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