Monday, January 9, 2012

All Alone

I found out that, sometimes,
when you need someone the most,
that there ain't no one around.
I taped a note to you on my locker;
nobody read it, so I took it down.
She's got killer jugs.
I'd like to get her on the rug;
discuss math. with her.
I would have done it more
than once with you,
but you never came around.
I thank you for introducing me
to myself, and leaving me here.

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