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red ink
on post it notes
is all you give to me.
i want letters,
i want novels,
i want poems,
i want you.
but all that you give me
is a blank stare
at a dinner
that i paid for.
or a cold back
when you sleep
in my bed.
so im telling you now
im telling you this
i want letters,
i want novels,
i want poems,
i want you.
but it seems tonight
that you dont want me.
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Hhhmmm... methinks Oz is visiting Dano-land. Been there man.
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Makes me think of someone I am trying to forget....
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'Father please forgive me, for I can not compose, the fear that lives within me or the rate at which it grows' ~dc Talk
