Today I feel like flying
past the highest high.
Swoop down, turn around
and be back to my dwelling place.
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They are all stuck up jerks.
Though I befriend them all.
They talk about themselves.
Their lives, their stuff, who's at the small.
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Pacing in front.
Turning around
seeing you there
I am fine
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Writing stories by the hour.
Composing emails and then deleting.
Hungry and cold.
I'm lost and alone.
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I am cold and warm
happy and sad
tall and short
loved and hated
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Maybe sometimes I hear my name in the crowd
But every time it is not that loud.
Whenever I hear a conversation
I jump to the conclusion
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Our names could not be spoken in the same statement
I was the predator, you the prey.
An any day, I forget.
You came up to me to say:
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