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Contemplating

I sat there contemplating 

Re-examining every word 

There was nothing left to edit 

Everything went un -heard 

& I couldn’t help but wonder where my pen was headed next 

I seemed to get so lost inside my own context

These thoughts they don’t surpass me 

This loneliness it lingers on 

Your words seem to harass me 

An unnatural phenomenon 

My hand moved across the paper , but nothing came about 

And it was in that moment I realized , I have no way out

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