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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Oh, I was so mad over you just crazy in love was that what it was? should love make you mad? make you crazy? there was no crime I wouldn't commit to keep it easier for you to stay than leave or quit me I left myself somewhere way in the back covered in dust, used and forgotten and played out to you someone I'd hate if I met it was a converge of forces perfect in their destruction lost, loser girl with cash and a vice slammed back to right where she did start no one welcomed her return and gossip hummed over the lines like angry bees in the hive and he... oh, he.... well, he was a rock star in a bad, bland rock band something so exciting caught me up in a sticky delicious mess! and funny! oh, so, funny... and it felt so, so, so good to remember a laugh again it was a dream tied up in a nightmare box an amazing maze I kept my eyes so tightly closed and dared hardly breathe and felt this avalanche of moments a monumental mudslide slashing and crashing blinded and choking it was suddenly, suddenly, all silent... my chest compressed to the back of, well, to the back of my.... of, my, spine..... and in an instant you were gone 2000 miles away with just a wave my world from funny terror to the empty sound of my own silent screams silent..... screams pondering panic no! not again..... tossed out.... run over.... doors slamming at midnight a night so dark I felt dipped into a well of old ink.... 500 or more days blasted into a dusty past where I came face to face, with...myself oh..... I was so.. so...mad over you
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