His Name

Thu, 12/12/2013 - 19:23 -- eayer22

His name is on the tip of my tongue.

It is a forever locked door.

I don't think about it.

I hope he doesn't think about it.

Why are you still haunting me?

Cant you just leave me alone,

Leave me peaceful?

 

Thats not in your nature.

And it's all because of your name.

The name on the tip of my tongue

 

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