poetry i guess (this is dorky fight me)

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Playing piano behind a locked door,
Sleep schedule terrible, posture poor.
Thinking about which chord it is that comes after this,
An unmatched bracelet clasping my wrist.

It says Player 1 and the other Player 2.
I got them just yesterday, I was thinking of you.
Thoughts in my room, all day, all alone,
Crossing off days until you come home.

I love you so much, I really hope you know.
You enjoy in the sun while I loathe the snow.
I want to talk, but you're too far away.
Dreams of you push bad thoughts away.

I miss you.

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