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Nothing Without You.

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Billm2n

Published: May 12, 2012

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My dreams are empty as is my heart,
Pain, misery, and anguish are all I feel,
I am a fucking idiot for letting you go,
My brain was saying yes but my heart said no,
Thinking back I should have listened to my heart,
Then my pain would not have had a start,
All I do when I think of you is start to cry,
Tears chilling my cheeks as they fall,
My heart is ice that is all,
I treated you like an object not fulfilling your needs,
Having you made me complete, and brought me life,
But without you all I have is sadness, and strife,
I love you more than anything in this world,
You are the air I breath, and my solace,
A life without you is not one I want to live,
So here I am on my knees begging for you,
I will do whatever I need to do to have you,
Please take me back, and make me happy,
Make my life worth something,
Make me believe that this life is not a waste,
Make me feel like less of a fucking disgrace,
I need you now more than ever,
Take my hand let us take on this life together,
I can not go alone on this long endeavor.

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I did cry a bit while writing this... but this may or may not be the last poem for while but this may help explain why I am so upset... thank you all for the love and support... love you all.

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Cawissles

May 16, 2012

Love this.

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