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You, oh clumsy damsel with your forsaken heart,
jumping back and forth,
through channels of distress.
You girl, oh clumsy girl,
who thinks she is the world,
and everything revolving around her,
wanting want she cannot have (true love)
you are not ready for such a thing,
you jump from tree to tree,
and street corner to street corner,
from café to café and bookstore to bookstore;
you are a lost little puppy,
who looks at me and questions me on facts of love,
and still you show to compassion,
when I tell you that(I love thee-)
you see me as "friend," but I see you more-
I see you more, but now you flip my heart's mind
and thought of you.
Clearly you are not ready for such a thing(true love)
so do not cry when I am long gone
and you need a "friend" to love-
.2.27.2014.
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