I've got the jitters
I've got the shakes
I've got my everything it takes
I've got no mind
I've got no sense
I've got no past in my tense
I've got all hopes
I've got all dreams
I've got all things it seems
But I don't have love
And I don't have you
So I don't have the truth
You've got my hand
You've got my heart
You've got my falling fast apart
You've got no reason
You've got no right
You've got no heart ache to fight
You have all the answers
You have all the clues
You have all my tears in truths
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A refined poetic imagination, Christal. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.