Monday, January 4, 2010

To The Past

I feel tangled
When you look at me
Like my skin and my heart are
Trying to get away from me

I hate it

You have no place in my life,
No corner of my heart or
Window in my soul
To creep inside of

Just go away

The past is passed
And should stay that way
Why
Why are you trying to break my heart?

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