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Dec 2014
Confusion, illusion, frustration
I'm hurting still.. don't know why
We are not meant to be, so let me fly
My wings remain under yours,
so please close the door
How am I suppose to close this book of love
If you are still around and our bodies fit like a glove
You say it's just physical but it's more to me
Skin on skin, lips on lips, entwining and free
You don't even want to try
But hey I'm not the one who is going to cry
I want to Scream, shout
erratically, passionately
and tell you that you are a fool
it's hard...I know you are not for me
But I don't want to lose you baby
How do we become friends after being lovers?
When all I can remember is that summer
I don't understand why my inside is pleading for peace
I can't seem to be able to cease
Fed up and fed up
I want to stand up and up
It's not about me so let it go and drain the cup!!
I'm sorry it was too long. Hope you can read it to the end.
Reemoatpeace
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Reemoatpeace  United Kingdom
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