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Mar 2014
If I have to get over you..
I have too forget about you.

And...

Our smiles.
Our laughs.

And...

Our tears.
Our fears.

But that's what I have too do...

Just to forget about you...
But I can't.

No matter how much pain and regret I have.
I am still in this untwining bind.
The string attached, the chains holding me down.

Your a big part of who I am.
In the present and hopefully my future.

Your the fog in my eyes, the sight I have.
My heart was pure, but your welcoming blackness took over.
Your the voice in my mind, controlling what I think.

Just know I'm on my brink.
Written by
Casaria NightShade  Not tellin' you, stalker.
(Not tellin' you, stalker.)   
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