Alyssa

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    Alyssa

    The sadness i feel when we are apart is far from simple
    I cry myself to sleep every night because the person that used to be at my side is no longer there
    I have become a emotional wreak because the only person that i can think of is you
    You have my heart and don't even care
    You filled yourself up with hate so that you could become numb to all the pain i had made you fill
    And even though i tell you that i will wait for you it will never be enough because you will never forgive me
    Which i understand but the stabbing pain that constantly rips my mind and body to shreds will not go away
    Because the memories of you and me are slowly killing me

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    If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

    Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.

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