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Why Am I Doing This?

My veins pump quickly as double doors open
I throw each foot past the other with little ease
I enter with no hesitation gliding over to you
The tile walls is where you lurk
I extend my grasp and you share my woes
I swiftly have a top of the world feeling but u don’t know
Note passed “r u ready?” yearning for that  first day again
Too late though
It always like this when I play with white noises
Instead of the harmonic love songs
you always wanted
Like a snap shot I only get a glimpse
again and again
I say why am I doing this?

(2014)

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