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The Summer Blues


With summer here I don't see any progress

All the things I said I would do, 

All the lies I told my self.

I'll be more productive - 

and get what needs to be done, done

I'll put my needs into focus and my 

thoughts wont be a mess.

I'll write down what I'll do 

and let it serve as a guide 

in my test. 

But even my paper

with my thoughts

is jumbeled and 

confusing

so I lie in bed

wondering what to do 

now that I've caught a case

of the summer blues. 

 

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My best friend told me she wants to write poetry- I didn't tell her that I love to write also- but its something we share. However she did tell me to write a book and dedicate it to her... I think it will be a poetry book mmmhhh?

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