I want to be close enough to taste
To smell
To have every sense alert.
This feeling of being so unchasted,
As if he cast a spell,
Is in this place which I convert.
Waiting for him to return
Makes me realise what I consistently deny.
I dont understand what he is feeling
Or even thinking; It makes me want to cry.
The feeling is like being fed up:
At which point your world comes to an end.
Imagine a small, rounded, broken cup;
Its too hard to amend.
Its happening now
I can tell he doesnt really care.
He realises what he has done to me;
I never want to go back there.
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- Release Me by sensualbutterfly.
300 points, ended July 28, 2008, 82 entries
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AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
Ahh. Ahh. Ahh.......
Thats me screaming in frustration coz i know how you feel.
This all sucks
xxx
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How sad. I feel your pain. I really do. Thank you for entering
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