Monday, July 2, 2007

Stalemate

I want you out of my brain
Out of my heart
The thoughts of you overwhelm me
Poor, inexperienced me

Thinking is good for the mind
But bad for the body and soul
Gotta get you out
And lock the door
Before I cross the line
I don't want to anymore
Make it easier on me

Leave me discontented
A broken heart, a battered soul
Leave me to my sorrows

Lost so I can find myself

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