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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required In the morning I’ll stumble into the shower But I’ll duck and dive to hide from the eyes in the mirror Drenched in cold water in hopes it my cure this endless fever The doctor thinks he’s so clever like my illness is something he can turn off With the pull of a lever So he prescribed some pills but now a family of them fills my cabinet In fits of humility I dissolve them And drink them down to find the rumored resolve But in my opinion it’s all pretty fruitless These capsules hold no relation to bliss The barely solve my simplest problems So I’ve been compiling some of my longings And my regrets and lining my pockets with them Gwen says “Do not fret we’ll fix you yet” “And I know you feel like a piece of drift wood caught in the net of time” “But don’t you worry boy you’re too magnificent” “For anything to catch you in a net or hold you on a line” I don’t know what it is but this girl always shows me hope She always finds such majestic words and phrases Sometimes they daze me in conjunction with her smile For that short while I remember the function of my loneliest organ But she never stays she returns to he apartment down the block a ways From time to time she says “let me tuck you in” A sweet gesture but I dread those words Because I know she will blow away like a cool breeze on a smothering summer day I wish she never had to leave Because I’ve got the saddest little story to tell Carved into the dry wall of a cave Scripted on a bit of parchment My gift to the lonely seven seas I’ll release it over the crest of a wave So the sea can save it And brag “I’ve got the saddest little story to tell written by a boy from........ Well wherever his heart may brave” I must confess my apartments a mess The walls are covered in a mosaic of picture frames In my sad little attempt to control some small bits of time You know it’s funny that it’s easier for us to see beauty when it’s outlined And all things are beautiful but I still can’t see it So until then I consider myself blind In silence I hear this constant whine
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