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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