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Feb 2015
I'm tired of it,
The darkness,
Pulling me under,
Making me feel,
Heartless
How far fetched would it be for me
To live life, free, happily
Not having to worry about the
things that you want back from me
You laughed at me, a catastrophe
Had me sick like a disease
You cannot ever put at ease
A heart that deflates easily
I could not feasibly
Ever win you back to my side,
Fingers locked with mine
And we're looking in the eyes
Very deeply into my mind,
Seeing past all the dirt and the grime,
And the hard times, and the sad times
And all the good and all the bad and in between times
You used to be mine, I used to see my
Self taking vivid swims inside your grayish green eyes
Flowing freely in a streamline,
And maybe if you look deep inside,
Maybe you could still find
Love
I kind of wrote this with a rappy style flow. I don't know why, it just kind of happened. I feel like I closed it up nicely though
Ronnie James Corbin
Written by
Ronnie James Corbin  Dayton, Ohio
(Dayton, Ohio)   
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