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Get Out
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So, your here? Why is that exactly?
What reason do you have for being here?
Can't you see that I just want to live happily?
I'm sick of you being my puppeteer.
Please, can't you see I'm in pain,
From all the feelings you bring?
As if forced to sit in the december rain,
I can't shake your ice cold sting.
Why do i have to feel this way?
Is there something, is there someone,
That I wronged. Please, you can't stay.
You've come, and brought nought but corruption.
Maybe, this was just meant to be.
You, a leach on my every effort.
I abhor the thought, of an eternity of you and me.
Constantly fighting, while you tear down my fort.
Now, that all I see is tainted with black and red,
I ask you, if not to much, to get out of my head.
YOU ARE READING
Hints of Sanity
PoetryMy writing... isnt like me. It's almost a different me writing. A me in the back of mind. Here I keep, some of my more, "different" poems.
