Sunday

.

And I find that
there seems to be an excess of words
floating around in my head

something is wrong
maybe the drain that is mouth is clogged.

I'm tired of recycling poems
in order to express how i feel.
i just wanna write

write out my heart
write your name in the sky


all i ever wanted to do
was make you happy
to see you                                                                                                                            smile.

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hmm.