Deep Poetry for Sunday, December 26, 2010

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Sunday, December 26, 2010

Come to me

Somebody save me, my thoughts are twirling The ground is spinning, the ceiling whirling When I looked directly into her eyes All I saw was emptiness and and lies I can't concentrate, my mind spins too fast My thoughts are disheveled, can't recall the last I have to get away from here, have to get sane I' m numb now I have to feel some pain These ups and downs are killing me More so than you can ever see Surely I'm not good at this, can't you see my fears I can't be this good at swallowing so... Sign in to see full entry.

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