|I'll Pour The Salt (standard:poetry, 132 words)|
|Author: Chris Craine||Added: Jul 08 2006||Views/Reads: 1830/0||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|Love hurts. What more can I say?|
I'm with you and all alone. My mind drifts, cuts me to the bone. Cause I miss you, am lost without you here. My life without you, my greatest fear. You haunt my thoughts, waking nightmares come to pass. I want you gone but that won't last. Trying to forget how good we used to be. It should be simple but I can't see. The way around you and me. Your smiling at me again and calling my name. Why oh why does my mind play this game? Thoughts so clear, of you near. Open my eyes, you disappear. I reach out. I can't let go. Our once perfect romance, my minds favorite horror show. I hurt you. I know. It's all my fault. You are my wound. I'll pour the salt. Tweet
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