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Created on: February 15, 2009
Getting Over The Things You Said
Here I am once again,
so sad about things you said then.
I'm drunk with this unknown woman.
she pretends to know me,
to understand me. I embrace her, really wishing for you,
hoping she'll transmogrify herself into who you once were.
Then things will be like they were you and me- the perfect pair.
But that was and right now is.
I can't stop drinking this longing is too great.
The need for your warmth overpowers me,
the spell once cast from your eyes befuddles me.
Only a drink will numb the pain this woman,
this mysterious woman understands so little, but wants so much.
My world turned upside down, my head stuck in the clouds.
Pour some more poison into my mouth,
that's the only way
I know how to remove this lump in my throat.
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