Plagued
I am plagued with this curse
it is like physical spite
I feel it in my soul
and the resedue
comes dripping out my eyes
I wish I could grip this feeling
and tear it out with my magical
pliers. But than these feelings
that I have for you would die
and I do not won't that either.
This pain I welcome it
because what most people don't get
is that I see you in my dreams.
Like a never ending freddie movie
when I'm around you I come apart
at the seams.
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