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a thousand reasons why
many more why not.
what if she says, no
will it hurt a lot?

and what if she says, yes?
then everything will change.
and if it doesn't work
will everything get strange?

but all of that aside
there's one thing i know,
regardless of her answer
i need to take it slow!

my mind it grips my heart
it paints the canvas black,
it prophesies sure failure,
it stabs me in the back.

yet still beneath the waves
my heart does have a voice.
it runs the race in record time,
i'm drug without a choice.

but all of this is silly,
so paralyzed by fear,
when i should simply dial,
take the wheel and steer.

© 2002 (21 october) john r. chase

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