You {Vent}

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I came to write a poem
And all I wrote was your name
To me that was a poem
All I wanted to say

I tried to write a poem
And then I saw your face
Eyes blurred and papers were torn
My scars I will forever trace

I came to write a poem
I couldn't write a word
Letters were scrambled
Your voice I heard

I decided to end this poem
Since writing I couldn't do
So here you have yourself my poem
It starts and ends with you

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