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I am the kind of day where words run off your tongue before they run off your brain

And the intensity in voice makes people perceive me inane

Where tears are trapped in tongue and fears in eyes

And the smell of your cologne makes emotions arise

And shaking is just the course of what was bound to be

And the sun is meant to set forgetting you and me

I am the kind of day you always want to end

The kind of day which in time becomes your best friend

I am the words rolling faster than the thoughts they try to hide

And the stern lips holding tighter to the emotions that they bide

I am all the things I’d hate to be; difficult, angry, uncompromised

I am the kind of lackluster day filled with no fun or surprise

I am … I am … I am … as if I could begin to encompass

What’s left between my breasts after our encumbrance