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Jerk MAG
I love your voice,
your soft brown hair.
I love your eyes
and love your stare.
I love your laugh,
your cocky smirk,
your stupid jokes.
You precious jerk,
you know I do.
I want my hands
all through your hair
each treasured strand.
I’m wrapped around
your finger still.
Am I yet yours?
Your love does kill
the things I hold
so close to me
and yet you’re the
best jerk I see.
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In a way, this creeps me out, because it perfectly describes a previous situation I was in.
Like, can someone play the "Twilight Zone" theme for me here?
your poetry is awesome. <3
awesome poem btw
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