I wrote you a poem today
it said something about the wind
and the sound a wave makes on a barren rock bed and about how you're perfect
but i stuffed a poem in my pocket today
it said something about life
and maturing and how i'd like to really love someday
and i glanced at that poem again today
and thought how all the booze and barbells can't fix a truly shattered soul
but i threw a poem away today
it said something about the past and mistakes and regret and how i'm really not alright
but someday i will be
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