Congestion.
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Matty Zaretsky
8/8/10
Congested
You make my mind congested.
You make my mind go blank.
The root of all my frustration
The stem of my inspiration.
When I first met you I never thought this would transpire.
These feelings of hate, curiosity, scorn, and desire.
I wonder what would happen if you saw me explode like fire.
If I told you I hated you I’d be a liar.
As much as I wanna hate you
Its something I cant bring myself to do.
Your smile is my solitude.
I got to get away from you.
I hate you so much
Because you never let me know you
Ask about your life.
Not even once.
Not even one lunch.
And I know your out of my league.
I don’t expect you to give me a chance,
Yet I’d still never hesitate to ask you to dance.
You make me so mad
I cant rhyme these words.
You got me feeling crazy.
Its dumb and absurd.
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