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Friday Night

My mind is my torture chamber,
my treasure chest,
my hiding place.
I've let you in,
revealed myself,
shown my face.
I've told you,
time and time again.
That if you get close to me,
you'll begin to feel my pain.
I've been without you,
for too many nights now.
For this long I've survived,
but I know not how.
My feelings for you,
are just so strong.
Without you here,
I feel all wrong.



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Francesca said...
Aug. 7, 2010 at 7:51 pm:
I love this. And I get it, I feel the same way. This is really good. Seriously.
 
ali8jane replied...
Aug. 8, 2010 at 2:35 am :
thank you, i'm glad you like it
 
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