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Comatosed.

I need drugs to deal with this,

to numb the pain,

to fix my heart

and rise above.

 

The tears are real,

not crocdile,

the hurt is deep,

so so deep,

feeling like this,

I'll never sleep.

 

Each memory flashing through my mind,

each smile.

The sound of your laughter,

your handsome face,.

Come to bed eyes,

holding hands,

cuddling close,

all just flashing through my mind.

 

With you,

I found me,

I'd been comatosed for so long,

my prince charming,

who kissed me,

whilst I was sleeping,

awakened my brain,

my heart,

my soul.

 

Only to give up,

walk away,

I can't breathe now you've gone,

back to my bed,

to lay in a comatosed state,

where I belong.

19th March 2013

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