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Here I am

Layin in my bed

all of these ideas

runnin though my head

and i cant think of

one good enough

wow

this is realy tough

i think,

so im just typing

i blink

and i see people

who have passed by 

and all these people

wondering why 

its like fog settled

over our head

blocking us from truth 

as we lay here

thinkin in our bed.

 

 

 

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Lizzard17
<p>I think this is a cool poem because it starts where it ended, showing that sometimes, no matter how much time you spend thinking about something, thinking gets you no where.</p>

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