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Untitled.

Trying to put these words down on paper,
But they can't seem to make it there.
Caught in some strange abyss,
Of my own despair.

Some days I wonder,
Why I even try.
But, am instantly reminded,
The moment I hear your voice.

My emotions get bind-ed together,
Leaving my confused.
You keep yours to yourself,
Making me feel used.

I sit still and think to myself.
What will become of me and you?
What will happen when these foolish charades,
Are through?
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