come and sit with me
spend the night watching documentaries
learn about each other
laugh
cry
i’ll put on some music and we can slow dance and pretend we are somewhere else
somewhere better
run your fingers across my scars
i will tell you their tales
make up stories to wile away the time
never mind
you’re probably busy
and i’m me
i can dance alone
can’t step on my own toes
or ruin your night
i’ll just turn in early
write another story or rambling ode
sink into the quiet moments of winsome loss
thanks anyway
Mike's Manic Word Depot 
Hey!!!! start at never mind and start deleting. Have confidence that you are worth spending that time with… cuz you are!
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less a lack of confidence. more an abundance of confidential information. and an empty room proving the truth.
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Empty rooms:/
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Empty rooms, empty homes, empty hearts, empty empty empty. Playing solitaire in confinement, confined to solitary life. On my tenth poem today. Feel more and more brewing. If only my head were as empty as my chest. If only
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Awww empty is sad. I wrote a lot yesterday but mostly crap. Yours are good.
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Everything I read of yours was great. Appreciate the kind words though.
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Lol thank you 😊
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It wasn’t a compliment. It was an opinion. I don’t do compliments. They tend to be pretty little lies. I like your stuff. Genuinely.
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Actually I agree. I will rephrase… I appreciate your opinion.:)
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Woman after my own heart.
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