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I Think Of You Until It Hurts

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Below is the poem entitled I Think Of You Until It Hurts which was written by poet Judy Emery. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.

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I Think Of You Until It Hurts

I Think Of You Until It Hurts
I think of you until it hurts
You are always running through my mind 
Most of the time;
While I dream, you make me scream
You give me horrifying pains,

I can remember those long sad nights
Crying upon on my bed
afraid you would be right next to me
while I fall asleep, you see everything 
you watch my every move,

Oh, how you keep me so confuse,
I could remember a time 
When we sailed the sea in darken dreams
Oh, how you were calling yourself my king,
You have been drinking for hours 
On your favorite red wine,

You would talk and talk about 
Things of an ancient time;
Where heart was always crushed,
And the spirit of truth would burn for hours
Until every soul was found,
They would walk with the Light 
They soon had left to the burial grounds,

What was left to roam was the watches 
And the ravens of the night,
Spells was always being cast,
Traps were always being made
For the innocent to fall in.

Poetic Judy Emery © 2017
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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