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I will not think of you In the course of my day I won’t close my eyes Breathe longing sighs As I visualize The way You touch my face The feel of your embrace Holding me tight In a the middle of a night Calm in the aftermath Of our storm Safe and warm Contented Passions vented Bodies scented with our essence … No I won’t think of you As the night Becomes dawn Reaching for you Finding you gone Leaving me nothing To hold onto But harsh despair Our bed cold and bare Too large and empty You’re not there Taking up space Leaving my world A lost lonely place Without you To wake up to … Absolutely not I will NOT think of you I won’t miss your kiss As you whisper that this Is the only place You want to be Holding me All the while Making me smile As you whisper That I Am beautiful… I am not going to think of you The things we could be Destroyed and shattered Nothing more than debris Left scattered Under your feet as You step over me Walking away A perfect display Of apathy My love betrayed A victim of a Heart decayed Leaving Mine betrayed By rigid Frigid Indifference … I prefer to Quietly Bleed out From wounds Never To heal Hiding the pain That my smile Will conceal Determined In that You will never See me Thinking of you … …Not thinking … …..of me … Jan 20 2009 |
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I will not think of you In the course of my day I won’t close my eyes Breathe longing sighs As I visualize The way You touch my face The feel of your embrace Holding me tight In a the middle of a night Calm in the aftermath Of our storm Safe and warm Contented Passions vented Bodies scented with our essence … No I won’t think of you As the night Becomes dawn Reaching for you Finding you gone Leaving me nothing To hold onto But harsh despair Our bed cold and bare Too large and empty You’re not there Taking up space Leaving my world A lost lonely place Without you To wake up to … Absolutely not I will NOT think of you I won’t miss your kiss As you whisper that this Is the only place You want to be Holding me All the while Making me smile As you whisper That I Am beautiful… I am not going to think of you The things we could be Destroyed and shattered Nothing more than debris Left scattered Under your feet as You step over me Walking away A perfect display Of apathy My love betrayed A victim of a Heart decayed Leaving Mine betrayed By rigid Frigid Indifference … I prefer to Quietly Bleed out From wounds Never To heal Hiding the pain That my smile Will conceal Determined In that You will never See me Thinking of you … …Not thinking … …..of me … Jan 20 2009 (((Cutie))) |
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nice write ms.wizard. what i'm interested in why do we always slip back and do it again?
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Cliff Notes: My favorite part?
Passions vented Bodies scented with our essence … who would have guessed... |
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nice write ms.wizard. what i'm interested in why do we always slip back and do it again? The answer is simple Aries. We're either complete and utter masochistic idiots, or we're dreamers believing in the Holy Grail of Love. |
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Cliff Notes: My favorite part? Passions vented Bodies scented with our essence … who would have guessed... Who would have guessed what? Listen up Freud, you need to be more explicit for us lay(wo)men. |
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How funny, when I read this piece after it was finished, I thought of that song!!! |
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Edited by
s1owhand
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Wed 01/21/09 08:39 PM
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me too!
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<-------not thinking either...
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<-------not thinking either... |
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me too! Great minds? |
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