The Impossibles - Descriptive Essay, 100 Words

To whom it may be of any concern:
I forget this lesson each time that its' learned, this argument
That I try to defend, it's not logic, it's a means to an end, it's
A fiendish ploy, like you mean me no harm. it's so misconceived...
But it works like a charm. if my fingers clench too tightly, it's
Because I'm afraid I'll lose my grip. if I think about you nightly
It's because I'm afraid I might forget.
Excuse my mess as I pitch this fit, it bothers me more than I
Can admit...my face goes flush my head starts to ache.

I think this may be my biggest mistake...

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