Your Missing/ Get out of My Life
by Jessi Stelter
Wednesday, May 28, 2003
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Broken
Can't put it back together now
Forgot where I left off
My comforts in slipping
See the blood on the floor
Why did I let you in?
Now your missing
Didn't understand the way I worked
Couldnt see I wore the pain
you couldn't take my slipping, cause you didn't understand
Let you hurt me like everyone else has
But now your missing
Sorry, I can't go back and erase what I did
Change the way I'd turn out to be
I'm already dead inside
Your missing
Don't know why I let you in
Or what you etched upon my heart
Said you'll see me when I grow up
But I don't want to grow up knowing you won't be the impact of my life, I don't want to grow up with this hole
I don't want to grow up with my slipping
I don't want to grow up knowing your missing inside.
I love you, I hate you, get out of my life
I'm sorry I loved you
Sorry I can't take it back, or speak your name now
I love you, I hate you, Get out of my life
Shouldn't have let you in
Cause now I dont want to grow up
Knowing your missing inside
Your missing inside of me
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| Reviewed by SlayTheDreamer 2962 (Reader) |
1/14/2004 |
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| this is freakin awesome! your rock hardcore! |
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| Reviewed by Meghan |
6/17/2003 |
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Jeez Jessi, that was really strong you've got some talent your opening up so much when you write. If all just flows out like water. In your poem your lost and don't know where to go just stay strong and move on.
P.S. i had to put a email address in but it's not mine its my brothers so don't send anything please and if u do tell me first, Thanks. |
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| Reviewed by Kari |
6/8/2003 |
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Damn! It shows such passion, pain, longing, such a mix of emotions. You'll be going places.
KED |
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| Reviewed by Timothy Foley |
5/29/2003 |
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| Holy crap Jess, that's some powerful stuff, I wonderr who's behind it? |
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| Reviewed by Josephine Bohen |
5/28/2003 |
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| felt this one to the marrow |
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