Emotion Dough

Occupy my head and hands with anything far from her,

It’s dragging me under my covers and I don’t want to return,

I just think about her as much as I breathe it’s no big deal.

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Round still round and round it’s pathetic and repetitive,

Yet I can’t shake her energy away from my head a tormenting sedative,

Longing used against me by this parched heart.

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Go away.

I cannot stay like this.

More to life than waiting on someday soon.

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Go away.

Get out of my head.

Can’t concentrate like this she’s in everything.

Every thought.