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She's irritating, A noise making machine, She never shuts up, I see her in my dreams. I can't fight it, But when she's gone, I have a feeling, It won't be long. Before I tear her hair out, I scream and shout, I let my emotion run free, I can't help the way I feel baby. I was cold and alone, No one to hold, And she was absent from my head. I felt the world's weight, No laughs to share, My reality came crumbling, Into Nightmare. I found her sitting, Upon the shore, Of that firery brimstone, Lair. Thank imaginary beings, Thank the stars and the earth, I had finally found her, Beneath the hurt. I can't explain it, But I hate her so much, However, without her, I wouldn't exist.
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Jul 13, 2015
Jul 13, 2015 at 11:39 AM UTC
The Girl of My Nightmares
She's irritating, A noise making machine, She never shuts up, I see her in my dreams. I can't fight it, But when she's gone, I have a feeling, It won't be long. Before I tear her hair out, I scream and shout, I let my emotion run free, I can't help the way I feel baby. I was cold and alone, No one to hold, And she was absent from my head. I felt the world's weight, No laughs to share, My reality came crumbling, Into Nightmare. I found her sitting, Upon the shore, Of that firery brimstone, Lair. Thank imaginary beings, Thank the stars and the earth, I had finally found her, Beneath the hurt. I can't explain it, But I hate her so much, However, without her, I wouldn't exist.
Love Hate Relationships ****
Lost-And-Found
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Jul 13, 2015
Jul 13, 2015 at 11:39 AM UTC
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