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I am sick

Of love

I am mourning

Kisses in the morning

There, moaning

Here, groaning

Is it pain?

Is it pleasure?

Will it ever get better?

I am sick

Of you

And the way I feen

That face, my dream

An incessant need

To feed

On your love

High as a dove

In flight

I am sick

Of me

I'm letting go

Goodbye

Don't cry

Goodnight

Don't die

Go on without me

pretty baby,

You'll be fine

You'll be fine

You'll be fine

You'll be fine

You'll be fine

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24 / American

Published: Nov 13, 2018
LinesWords: 3187

Tags: #rhyme #sad #hurt #anger #death #thoughts #broken #unhappy #lost #leaving

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