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Stay Out
Contributed by
desolantdreamer
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Friday, 30th November 2007 @ 08:16:43 AM in AEST
Topic:
LostLove
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Let me tell you something
It's important so listen up
I used to love you
But I don't love you like I did
So stay out of my mind
Stay out of my thoughts
Stay far from my dreams
And get out of my heart
Stop making me blush when you walk in a room
Stop making my heart beat like a broken drum
I don't love you anymore
So why is it your face is still in my dreams
In my thoughts
In my soul?
I'm sick of you
I am tired of you
All you've done was hurt me bad
So why? Why on earth
Are you stuck in my head?
Leave me alone
I know that you can't control it
But it's driving me insane
I'm so tired...
So tired of seeing you
So sick of longing to hear your voice
Everyone thinks I hate you
And by right, I should
I want to
I don't want to think of you anymore
So please, I'm begging
Stay out of my head
Copyright ©
desolantdreamer
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2007-11-30 08:16:43]
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Re: Stay Out
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by Cupid on
Friday, 30th November 2007 @ 08:57:39 AM AEST
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Wow! That packs a lot of power, dreamer!
I know how this feels. You want to stop loving someone but they keep creeping into your mind. It's quite insane, isn't it?
Anyway, nice job! Keep writing! |
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Re: Stay Out
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by johnnywords on
Friday, 30th November 2007 @ 10:36:20 AM AEST
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| Love can make one angry. Good write |
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Re: Stay Out
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by emystar on
Friday, 30th November 2007 @ 11:24:49 AM AEST
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I can tottaly relate to this incredible write.
It seems that the ones that hurt us most are the ones it's hardest to let go.
Personally I think that we know what abuse is so when we meet someone nice then we just don't know how to act.
I've been free of my ex fornearly eight years and the other nite I had a dream of him and his new wife. he was just standing there looking at me and not saying a word. It really shocked me that I dreamed about the unfeeling jerk.
Hang tuff my friend.
huggs,
emy |
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