Introduction.

It might be the fact that I miss you still,
Or that I leaned in your presence like a meth pill,
I do not know what or why the reason,
Just that you left me after a season.

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Roses are red,
violets are blue,
Im loosing phone battery spamming you,
the fact that you are online doesn't matter,
because I miss you.
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Just random poems by me, it's like a emotional roller coaster so buckle up if you want a
ride
#367 for one week straight in September 2017