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My Writings
Sunday
I'm conflicted today.
I don't know my own mind.
What's my goal?
What am I pressing on toward?
Could I pretend to love someone?
I was in the sun and hot,
I was happy there but not.
Don't know who I am, or
Why I'm So Innocent
But have Done So Much.
I want some communication.
I want some fabulous,
Stroke reduction very early on.
I want some UV Rays,
I want a burning blaze
At my fingertips.
To play on any instrument with ease.
I want desire, passion, and distance.
66 unread emails all full of emotion,
All meant for my eyes only,
For my reply.
Before I die,
Love, memories, something swell.
One long night of show-and-tell...
At Least.
Strong arms to save someone,
Strong heart to raise someone,
Strong weakness to let someone-
Save Me.
Okay, put that one in.
Let's drive through the dark and listen...
To the voice of an angel if one even exists.
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go cubs!
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