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he wrote a poem about me
he took my thoughts
	laid them out in front of my eyes
he ripped my heart out
	and showed me how it looked
words fell from his lips
	a hailstorm crashing over my head
I held him
I had nothing to show him
	no words of wisdom
I had only myself
	nothing else to give
so he disappeared
	he had seen too deep
	understood too much
all I have left
	is a poem he wrote