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Reality stuck, I finally got it. God I'll miss her, sweet freedom with each breath. I had to let her go, my imagination has to become it's own. The ease of life with each light, Falling freely into a haze. Sweet smell, sweet taste. The craze from my day simply erased. God I'll miss her. I have to move on, she brought me down. Who has the right to judge? She was my release, my sanity. I have to let her go, the time has come. I've lost what I needed, she made it go. I wanted her and it both. I'll continue on, she'll always be on my mind. Maybe we'll meet again, her sweet taste filling my desire. God I'll miss her.......
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Jan 9, 2013
Jan 9, 2013 at 10:28 PM UTC
She had to go
Reality stuck, I finally got it. God I'll miss her, sweet freedom with each breath. I had to let her go, my imagination has to become it's own. The ease of life with each light, Falling freely into a haze. Sweet smell, sweet taste. The craze from my day simply erased. God I'll miss her. I have to move on, she brought me down. Who has the right to judge? She was my release, my sanity. I have to let her go, the time has come. I've lost what I needed, she made it go. I wanted her and it both. I'll continue on, she'll always be on my mind. Maybe we'll meet again, her sweet taste filling my desire. God I'll miss her.......
kristin-bialk
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Jan 9, 2013
Jan 9, 2013 at 10:28 PM UTC
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