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Jan 2012
The memory of you haunts me,
just like a ghost.
You were a parasite,
I was the host.

You ****** me dry,
of all my life,
and left me there to die.

You were my friend,
my love.
But I have had...

Enough with all the *******,
you put me through.
You give me no **** space,
no breathing room.

My mind's made up,
I've had enough,
with all your stuff,
we're through.

You were my friend,
my love.
But I have had,
enough.
You were my friend...

My world is fallin',
I am callin' you.
I realize I can't live,
without you.

So am I the parasite,
in this relationship,
who knows?

The memory of you haunts me,
just like a ghost.
I was the parasite,
you were the host.

I was wrong,
you were strong,
but I kept pushing away.

You were my friend,
my love.
But you have had,
enough.
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio
Barry Andrew Pietrantonio
Written by
Barry Andrew Pietrantonio  29/M/Salem, New Hampshire
(29/M/Salem, New Hampshire)   
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