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Here I Sit
by Daniel L Chapman
Here I sit, breathing,
Waiting for you to see me,
Standing here, Watching,
Wondering- Why?
Why are you able to do these things,
So inconspicuous,
So insignificant,
Yet, it's this power you have over me.
The ability to make me want you,
The ability to make me think,
You are the only one for me.
So, as I Sit here wanting...
You're over there- breathing,
Not even knowing,
Without even trying,
To destroy me.
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