Come September (August 13, 2010)
It’s not you, it’s me.
When I’m most elated, my guards are at their highest.
I don’t believe it’s too good to be true.
But I do have this feeling that what is good isn't necessarily true.
I don't know why that it is,
So I may pester you until I do.
I just want to be in control of the Fall when it comes,
Because it will come.
I won't forget to remember-
Come September.
"PoetsTruMental"
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