Give me your words.
Fill me with every impulse.
Take your train
And turn it back around.
There is no way I want you back here.
Fly your planes eleswhere;
I won't be able to keep up.
Don't run away now;
Finish this; Finish this.
You are the one who started this grief within me.
FINISH ME.
I am in love.
Did you think it was with you?
In love with yourself I presume.
But no;...
I have found something you won't ever have.
STOP ME.
Because you don't know what it's like;
Being incapable of truly caring,
To love and not be loved back.
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so, who are you in love with exactly? i`d like to know. this is a nice poem, it sounds familiar.
Fly your planes eleswhere;
I won't be able to keep up.
i like that part the best.
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