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Bad Poetry In Under A Minute: Crawling Back by Ray Printer Friendly

Scratching on nothing,

Hoping you hear,

Never looking up,

Just in case you ignore.


Hiding my desire;

Hiding my pain;

Hiding my need

To hide.


Wanting to be

Anything for you

Except

Desperate.


I miss your laughter,

But I miss

Your tears

Even more.


I thought I would

Find myself;

I thought I would

Become Myself.


Instead,

I have only

Become

Nothing.


I miss you,

But what I really miss

Is my control

Over you.


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