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She's Gone But

Lord,I don't no what else to do, She's no longer in my life, She doesn't even come to my thoughts, But yet she still brings me strife, I don't think about her when I drive, Or even when I hear that song, But for some damn reason, She there and it feels so wrong, I don't remember her when I sing, Nor do I picture her when I'm here, But there's just one time she is, And it's becoming a big fear, She's always there when I dream, Everytime I close my eyes, She appears to be in my arms, And I know that its another lie, I'm starting to fear going to bed, Worried I'll see her when I fall asleep, I can go all day long with out her, The light turn out and she got me deep, So Lord please take her out of my dreams, I've taken care of the rest of the day, It's just my dreams she controls, Please just please finally take her away!!

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Date: 2/13/2019 11:30:00 PM
Justin you hit on a big secret. Our dreams are when we lose all control. You are right to ask for help. This was a wise poem indeed! "So Lord please take her out of my dreams, I've taken care of the rest of the day," Absolutely right. This feels so true.
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