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Leather Bound DiaryI know I think too much. About nothing . About everything. About you. I watch too much, Not television, Or movies, I watch you. And because of you I have a leather bound journal Without a drop of ink, Resting on its pages Without a word to say, To the world that might read it All because I think. I think about nothing really, Just thoughts running through my head. Thoughts of happily ever after In a world of make believe. Because Ill never have the courage To let my feelings out To let you, or anyone Know wLeather Bound Diary
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