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no. 1802

February 17, 2008

number 1802

what will they do with you?

you watched me drive by and come to a stop.

i drove in reverse so i could look you in the eye.

you stared at me. you looked so tired.

you are away from the group, and that worries me.

everyone is eating, and you are miles away from them.

please don’t show them you are not well, number 1802.

i do not wish to know what they will do with you, if you do.

One Comment leave one →
  1. May 14, 2008 11:43 am

    this is the lamest poem ever. but it meant something to me.

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