Renovation Revelations
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    Sitting up in the corner,
    Watching myself from a distance.
    As I sit and smile,
    Laugh and go on.

    And I tell myself,
    Tell her now.
    And I yell at myself,
    Tell her, before she goes.

    But that is the corner,
    For words left unspoken.
    Only to be told through ink and paper.
    Soon the pen may run dry,
    But the thoughts in that corner
    Will never die.