Get your thoughts out of my head
Your smell out of my bed
I can see you hiding
Inbetween my every breath
Get your lies out of my life
Your tears out of my eyes
I can see you hiding
In what everyone implies
Get out of my poems
Get out of my songs
Get out of my answer to
Hey you what's wrong?
Get out of my poems
Get out of my songs
Get out of where I'm going to
Get out now, get gone.
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Author:
Edthepoet (
Offline) - Published: February 23rd, 2018 13:57
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Comments1
Oh my word do i feel the spirit of your words in my own life right now. Would that i had written this like some kind of exorcism to rid me of the other spirit that haunts my breathing days.
Powrful, meaningful.
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