The Way You Are Poem by Kristin Schanbacher

The Way You Are



spinning around
I'm on the ground
I get back up
when I hear the sound
of your voice
it's in my head
remembering all those things you said
the way you speak-
it makes me feel
like its a dream,
nothing is real

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