Selam G. Sekuar

I think that I'm the teacher's pet.
But trust me, I'm no poodle.
I know the answers to the tests
and like to read an oodle!
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I am crazy enough to jump off a bridge for you
Even when i have seen you only once.
I am crazy enough to still be thinking about you
Even when i know nothing of you at all
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Ten months have passed
I`ll never forget the day
Someone came to tell me
That you`d gone away
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A genuine girl
One who is smart
A sincere girl
She's true from the start
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I am a night traveler
Travel all through the night
And my bed is a sailing boat
I reach for my bed every night
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I think I'll journey out some day to wondrous lands afar,
Or even chart a journey to a distant blazing star.
I make a journey in a paper
A contemplation ink in white field
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Sometimes in the evening when love
tunes its harp and the crickets
celebrate life, I am like a troubadour
in search of friends, loved ones,
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Sunday mornings I would reach
high into his dark closet while standing
on a chair and tiptoeing reach
higher, touching, sometimes fumbling
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Our vernal signs, the RAM begins,

Then comes the BULL, in May the TWINS; -
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Today again I am hardly myself.
It happens over and over.
It is heaven-sent.
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What do you write when all words escape your mind?
What do you say when there's nothing left to say?
Is it romance, beauty, trust, pain that you put to paper when all words are gone?
Or is it the blank indifference of empty mind and empty sheet?
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