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Breathe Out

They talk a lot of "c" Breathe in Because I refuse to kiss their "a" Breathe out They got me "c" Breathe in Thought I was like the other "J" Breathe out I can show better than I can tell Breathe in Yet why should I waste any "t"? Breathe out They keep playing and they are going to Breathe in Bring the "D" "I" right out of me. Breathe out Whisper don't shout Putting my hands into my pockets And space between myself and them Semper Fi and simplify I could snap my fingers Placing the Smokey brim hard against their forehead Make them do push ups until I got tired Or bring exhaustion to the problem

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Date: 11/12/2017 6:25:00 PM
This is a different poem. I like I like this poem.
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Book: Shattered Sighs