poem 12

wait 
   stop
my thoughts are overflowing 
            my head
aces 
  im trying to think
daybreak  over the horizon 
        birds are chirping 
i need to process 
  to contemplate the idea
                   of us
the light is shinning through
          the window
 
   i see you drive away
maybe i should plan 
          my escape 
i need a get away 
    its not you
its my 
     Honestly 
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