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Poem Details
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| Title: | YOU ASKED |
| Author: | Anonymous |
| Date Submitted: | 3/22/2008 |
| Poem: |
my truth is as thoughts race i practice talking lower and slower when there's something to say i force myself to think my friends know me by now they put up with my eccentricities and pull me aside and rein me in there's always going to be a time when i get in over my head... hey Doc can you squeeze me in i'm feeling a little too melodramatic or melancholic today ...... |