Veronica Jane

Sitting in this room, doing stuff we’ve already done.

They can’t ‘spect us to really pay attention..
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Your body it’s moving next to mine.
I can feel you with me; we aren’t moving apart, but rather, together.
Your taste could consume me, it’s minty and beer and man and sweat and thismoment all rolled into one.
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She asked me today, “Why doesn’t he love me? ”
I didn’t have an answer.
It was hard to look at her in her sadness.
She’s beautiful, she is. Why can’t he see that?
He doesn’t see a lot of things.
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Let’s talk about the setting first;
just you and I, in a crowded room.
Our eyes are meeting right now, again
Then we’re lost in a frenzy of polite
and decent conversation that does nothing
for the turmoil of my feelings.
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Everyone knows the feeling
You’re surrounded by the world,
And yet you walk alone.
I know this feeling; I thrive on this feeling.
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We do not cry from sadness, or anger.
We do not wither when strong winds come.
W do not falter underneath an evil sun.
We do not break when hit with steel.
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