I seemed to have misplaced the context
Of our last conversation.
Where you sad and out of place,
Or lonely and full of doubt?
Was your problem worth healing,
Or deluded by whining?
Were you hurt and wanting,
Or broken and begging?
In this fog of remembering
Why it is you need me,
I am filled with sharp shock
By all that you require.
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a collection of things I have written in college
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