April 28, 2011
By PoetryLover0524 SILVER, Birmingham, Alabama
PoetryLover0524 SILVER, Birmingham, Alabama
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You haunt me in my dreams
Yet you still seem to please
My worst nightmare, by all means
Yet i still think of you as part of the team

My mind races with thoughts of you
They beat me till I'm black and blue
Thinking of you is like having the flu
Yet your healing just like hot stew

Your haunting words fill my ear
Oh how i hear them so loud and clear.!
Then out of a blink of an eye i see you appear
You make me do what you want and disappear

I love you with all my heart
Yet your a work of ugly art
We should`ve been drawn appear
Yes, right from the start

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