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I try not too hard

I try not too hard, but I try nonetheless, I try to fit in with you to get to know you, and I, I try to talk to you, but you do not listen as well as you could do, and we do not quite understand each other yet, and there are awkward silences, and […]

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I tread carefully through the grass

I tread carefully through the grass, trying not to disturb the tramps on the bench that I pass, and I breathe silently, because all I have got, isn't alot, and stealthily I sneak past, not wanting them to ask me for anything, and not wishing for anything to be asked, and I bemoan my miserly […]

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I took my time

I took my time and I waited with the wine, I waited for you, as I sat outdoors at the cafe in the summertime, and there I pondered you, and your beauty and the light in your eyes, and oh, how beautiful you are, and what a wonderful surprise, what a wonderful surprise, it was […]

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I think

I think I am going now, but I am not sure, because I am in one of those circular doors, going around and around, and it is a bit like life, going nowhere fast, and not always going where I like, and I think I am going now, but I wish I knew where, but […]

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I think of you

I think of you, and question in my mind, do you catch a whisper of me upon the breeze, or do you catch a sigh? Because I have thought of you, and I have thought of you and I, and I wonder what it is, what it is in this imagination that makes me sigh, […]

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I take

I take my time, I pay not much thought at all, I pay not much thought where I go in my dreams, because it to me is like a black hole, it to me is like a black hole and I forget it all, I forget it all mostly, for as soon as I awake […]

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I take a bullet

In a moment of anger, I look at the sun, and I wonder if it will ever deflate, so, I take a bullet and I put it into my gun, I take a bullet, and in a moment of discontent, I shoot it at the sun, and I, I am disappointed, that the sun is […]

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I succumbed

I succumbed to your charms once, I succumbed when I was twenty-three, and l fell for you madly, I fell for you, and you were like the devil to me, tempting me, but I did not complain, for when I saw you in that blue dress you set me aflame, you set my heart aflame, […]

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I sit

I sit, I sit in the armchair, and I have to contemplate your wit, and it is like a speeding bullet, a speeding bullet from out of nowhere, because one minute it is not there and then it hits you quick, then it hits you quick, and here I sit, contemplating your wit, for so […]

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I sit with

I sit with you, and you smoke a cigarette, and you stare into space, and you sit there with that demure look upon your face. You sit there with your hair a little wet, but there is something wrong today, and I cannot quite figure out what it is, and you smile at me and […]

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