Ben Huff Poems

I woke up this morning
With a hand full of rain
I had no idea
Where it came from
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Every day ends the same
All the lights grow dim
Not a single flame
To keep me from the brim
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There’s a question I ask myself
Each and every night
It doesn’t cost any wealth
Or matter if I’m right
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Outside these hollow walls
Is my great escape
No, not to freedom
But from this artificial me
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I’ve been thinking about her a lot
I’m getting so damn old
I don’t know if it’s worth it or not
This story’s not worth being told
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Self Sabotage
Is the only reason that makes sense
For the state I'm in today
I could be among the crowd of 'lovers'
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Out of the blue
You snuck up on me
How you made me true
If just you could see
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If we would get together
Would we treat each other right
If we stayed together
Would we make time for each other
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As I walked through the San Franciscan streets
A sweet poem flew unto my feet
Well its words rang so true
And I could no longer feel blue
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(This is one of my first, if not the, long peices, its more of a story then anything, but I hope you enjoy anyways)

When I woke this morning
And I saw your pretty young face
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