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Shut Up.
When I walk away from you,
I really thought that you had a clue,
That I was only sharing some,
Information & some fun,
Now it has occurred to me,
That maybe both of us should be free,
Free from spirit, free from soul,
Free from this black & empty hole,
Free from all the things we've shared,
Free from all these things impaired,
So leave me be,
& shut your mouth,
why don't you just move to the south?
Good-bye.
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Comments
bloodyheart Says:
well done^^
Eccentric Says:
Nice one! Good rhyming too ^^
Black summer Says:
to whom where you mad at?
Angel74 Says:
nice
You shouldn't be mad at Exs. They're just too much to handle. I prefer to stay away from them especially when their like "Please lets go out again!!"