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It's Valentine's Day And I find myself Soliloquizing thus That amidst the records in the psychedelic blue Wavelengths of ultraviolet That I am trying my very best to not be lonely Drowned in caffeine So I don't have to go to sleep So it will be morning by the time I shut my eyes, And by then it won't be today anymore. And I wonder if you were in his arms And I wonder if you kissed his lips And I don't ask Because it's no right of mine to know And rightfully so And regardless of what happens Today Tonight Tomorrow Or days ago It does not make a difference In that I still love you. And my brain becomes a blues guitar So play another chord I suppose
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NirvanaQueen1991

I am a poet, musician, and strong proponent of LGBTQ rights, gender equality, and being your true self no matter what ANYONE says. Do what you please, comment anything that comes to your mind, make you happy first. Then your dog/cat. That's pretty much it. Hail Santa. THE END.

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