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As tears come streaming down
the cheeks of my inside
I cannot hide my frown
down the couch on the floor I slide

My mind's been off the hook
every Friday for five years' time
It takes me but one look
to reminisce your blue eyes' gleaming shine

Euphoric in the morning dew
I rush about to wherever I'll go
Neglecting everything that's kind of new
I cling to all things nice and old

My mind slipping into this delirium
my fingers trembling at your door
Heartbeats suffering in oblivion
this pain is rooted in my core



Poetry by TomitaRiddle
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Written on 2011-05-13 at 21:23

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