I'm Still Writing Poetry About You

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I'm sorry.
I want to catch you again
Grab your arm,
Though I'm convinced you hate my touch,
And ask you again,
If you promise to not leave me.
We'll be friends forever or a long time.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry I'm so insecure.
But I can't stand to lose you twice.
I just love having you in my life
And I miss you when we're both too busy to talk.

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