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speed bump

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I​ ​write​ ​my​ ​poems​ ​when​ ​I'm​ ​bored, Because​ ​I​ ​can't​ ​say​ ​what​ ​I​ ​feel​ ​without​ ​being​ ​forward, I​ ​read​ ​all​ ​night, And​ ​sleep​ ​all​ ​day, Just​ ​to​ ​keep​ ​you​ ​all​ ​away, I'm​ ​sick​ ​and​ ​tired, Of​ ​being​ ​wired, To​ ​care​ ​about​ ​what​ ​people​ ​say, I'm​ ​sorry​ ​this​ ​wasn't​ ​expected, But​ ​it's​ ​all​ ​I​ ​can​ ​do​ ​to​ ​be​ ​respected.
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