W (11/7/87 / My Depressed Heart)

A 44 Caliber Love Letter, Staight From My Heart

Your Gone, But Your Still Here
Why Can't You leave
Your Shirt On my Back
Tells of Your Presence
The Condoms on the Floor
Serve as A Reminder of
What Once Was
Why Can't you leave
Me Alone
You haunt My Sleep
Filling My Dreams
With Fantasies
That Can Never be
You Use My Passion As A weapon
Against me
You may Not have
Set Out To Destroy Me
But you Were Decieved
Because you have
Shattered my Broken Heart
And killed
My Will To Live
Why Can't You Leave me Alone
Becasue I Really
Don't want you
Gone

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