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Blank Thoughts
running through my head
every word growing dead.
Even though it seems
like there is nothing to say
I can't help but think of you
everyday.
Blank Thoughts
growing dead
every word has more passion
than the last
I've learned now, that
I can't base you on my past.

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Written July 10th, 2005

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