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I gotta have you
Her thoughts, to me serve as riddles
Her slightest actions cost me days to think
Oh you are intricate; it's what you do to me!
You leave me hanging, yet your smile kills me.
I need to see her, yes I am in haste!
Every instance we are together is about to be written,
You vanish with no definite reason,
I stand here longing for answers, waiting for you.
I'm afraid of losing you,
Someone like you, in the first place I never really had.
A man of plans will put words into work,
I just got to have you before the worst.
poem
by
Art Aquino
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