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There's the Door

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1/6/2018
When you're here
I fear
you'll never stay
another day
so far away
you appear
not near
shouldn't it be clear
we're not meant to be
you and me
why can't I see
how poisonous
you can be

lungs filled with smoke
I choke
my brain, scrambled yolk
this ain't no joke
nope!
You're thicker than fog
cloudy like smog
no rain can suppress
this mess
I find it best
to test
a rest
where the heart beats
in my chest

so I know I'm alive
and well
not going through hell
I tell
and I yell
when under your spell
but not anymore
there's the door
you whore
I don't need you
anymore

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