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Free Cee Sitting Alone On Deadwood Aint Good
SITTING ALONE ON DEADWOOD AIN'T GOOD Although I wanted her to stay I needed her to do what made her feel best and so she left me here recalling what it felt like to lay upon her chest I was setting her free even though I wanted to keep her in a cage and now i'm sitting in one spot filled with grief and rage So she left me sitting in a chair formed of a thousand year old deadwood sitting all alone remembering the place where she and I once stood we stood there starry eyed with plans we were sure would come true but now here sit I lonely and for me that's nothing new I was hoping she'd stay because she'd know I wanted her here but she made her feelings more than perfectly clear she knows that being alone for me is nothing but a bore yet and still the lady chose to walk out alone straight out the door one would think she'd know I didn't wanted her to go but then again what the fu*k does a fool like me know in her arms is where I feel I was born to belong but she left with the sound of a sour symphony and a sordid song we sometimes used to dance to a song unlike the one I just heard as she strolled out the door aimlessly without a single word earlier I had been telling her that I wasn't sure I could stay where I am now i'd like to remain here but I know for sure I don't know how I don't know a lot and I don't know anything for sure I just know her actions and empty words are things impossible to endure she knows I never want to let her out of my arms but she takes advantage of the fact that I am entranced by her charms I wanted her to stay but if she wanted to leave that's what I wanted for her to do while I was hoping she'd rather stick to me like glue but glue eventually dries up and things fall off the wall just like the chair I sit upon made of ancient wood that finally came to fall © 2012.....PHREEPOETREE ~free cee!~
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