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Writer's pictureClint Haugen

The Witch And The Magnet

She may be magic

     But I am a magnet

I attract what I think about

  Negative or positive 

    Conscious or unconscious 

      Whatever it is

        It gets pulled to me 

The sea’s part for my beliefs

    And the whole world drowns from my tears

        While the cosmos tremble at my fears

People are attracted to me

   Because I don’t lie

     And I don’t conform

    I try

    I am me

      And I give people something to believe 

I aspire to elevate those who believe in me

I show them what we can do

I show them that it can be done

In the darkest pit

     We can become the sun


She may be magic

    But I am a magnet

She may be the chaos

    But I am the artist

      The alchemist 

I am a promise

    A symbol

     An idea

I am the law of attraction

   And I am only a fraction

   Just a drop in the sea

     Just a man among many

      Only a second in all of eternity 


She is magic

    But I am a magnet

A madman with a net

A fighter with regrets

A poet who can never forget

A lover who felt overwhelmed too many times

A soul, body and a mind


And her man might be buff

    But I am tough

He might be big

     But I know how to live

He might be good in bed

     But I can stimulate that thing inside of her head

He might not care about her

     And I might care too much

I know her middle name

     And I know she’s been in pain

I remember everything that she says

He might be rich

     But I know that deep down she’s a bitch

     And that’s okay

He might have a nice car

He might check the boxes on her list

     But I am the one who will listen to her playlists

He would never sit down and listen to Taylor Swift

He might be toxic

     But I can box 

He might be intelligent

     But he doesn’t know what intelligence is

He might act like he likes her dogs

     But I’d drive all night just to make sure they’re fed

He might like you while he is alive

     But I’ll love her even after I am dead . . .


He is a man

You are magic

And I am a magnet 

And my whole life I’ve been giving up on love out of habit . . .



Well, 


      not anymore.



CH 11/22/24


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