Get Your Stuff

Come and get your stuff.
Of you, I've had enough.
You have to get your things,
Out of here.
Get it out ,
So I won't think of you no more,
Get it out,
So we both can close love's door.


wrote 1-15-10
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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January 20, 2010 at 5:59 AM
Once that door closes it is hard to open again.... EXCELLENT emotional write about lost love.....:JP}
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