Take It And Go

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Take It And Go

so confused
so abused
this heart of mine
this life of mine
belong to someone else
someone who wants to take me down
leave me bleeding on the floor
leave me longing for more
Wheres my life,wheres my soul
wheres my heart it feels so cold
take my body dont let it mold
i have no use for it since everything else was sold
this is my death bed,this is my home
so why dont you take it and go

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A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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