

Am I just poison now?Am I just poison now? Just a disease Do I make you sick when you look at me Do you try to forget? Regret all that you said All that you felt I am now just regret The sinking weight of mistakeAm I just poison now?
I am a toy Lost in my childhood dreams You can play with me And know that you can put me away That you can close me in your closet
For the next time And always be sure That I will be willing to love Be willing to pretend In that imaginary world where you love me
I once asked you If you realized I was real I wondered if it


I wonder...I wonder… What he dreams at night And if I play a part in them Does he still think of me? Or am I forgottenI wonder...
I wonder… When he lies in his bed at night Does he remember what I felt like next to him Does he think of how he held me in his arms Or am I forgotten
I wonder… When he kisses her Does he remember how I felt against his lips Does he think of how I taste Or am I forgotten
I wonder… Does he miss me Does he wish it were me Does he still love me Or am I forgotten


AddictedYou’re an addiction.Addicted
Not like a drug where I can eventually be done with you.
You’ve become part of my life force. You are like the air I breathe and the water I drink. But you are just as bad for me. I can’t stop loving you.
Just like I can’t stop coming back to memories of you.
What do I do? How do I cure the disease, when the disease is what keeps me alive?
Why can’t we live in peace as one?
Why does the disease proceed to destroy me?
Devious Comments
Well, not face to face so that statement is false.
I rephrase-
I know (of) you. Hello and how do? I'm Chelsea (Andy's).
I intend to add you. I enjoy your wordplay. That is, if you're ever on here again.
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autopsy-turvy?
Why don't you join the poetry contest from [link] ?
It's free and every nitwit such as myself who enters gets a small gift
but someone like you might win one of their $10 000 or $100 000 prizes.
You are being featured on my Journal here [link]
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thanks a lot for the
Really glad u liked it!!
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