The Poem About ‘merica

I think she was still hurt,
The mental war most of us were having
Had taken her up.
It was me time, too
Young beauty

I regretted

Not being in love
Flat out
With my love showing at 31
I felt I was already in you,
That that bright face in front you
Was somehow as awake as you
That my beating heart
Was extended again
To the ‘Merican dream

by Jeremy Scott

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