What your thoughts do to me

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By P.Paan

Get out of my head,  I can't think of anything else My bones have become numb  Staying idle  Being fragile My hair turns colors  Because I can't stop  Thinking of all that you are  You're voice as loud as gunshots  My skin is peeling  Shreds and shreds of it, torn  When I see you coming my way  With all your grace and warmth  Just be mine  And make it go away  Nestle me in your heart  Make me a place to stay 

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September 14, 2012 22:32Natural_beauty_Ashe

I like it,very nice