July 2010
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I Miss You
I think I just realized
That my life with you was real nice
But for now my blood runs blue ice
With you, my life was curry spice
Want to say, “You, I hate”
Constantly, you, I defame
At every chance I bash your name
Want to be rid of your remains
Scattered to the wind, clouds and the planes
Left our friendship at the alter
An unexpected falter
You, I no longer call to
Such a cold place to fall to
I...
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“Don’t tell your friends about your indigestion. ‘How are you’...”
– Arthur Guiterman via my mother
“Rain makes you wet.”
– my Political Theory professor…that’s not all that does ;)
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