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Poetry: Bitter Poetry
no more tears, no more fears
by ERIN THOMAS

NO MORE TEARS
NO MORE FEARS

I'M TIRED OF THE WAY I'M LIVING
I'M TIRED OF ALWAYS GIVING

AND NEVER GETTING
YOU SEEM TO BE FORGETTING

ALL OF THE THINGS I'VE DONE
THAT'S OKAY I'M HOLDING THE GUN

NO MORE WISHING YOU WERE BACK
TO ME YOU DON'T MEAN JACK

YOU'RE GONE...OUT OF MY MIND
THE THINGS I COULD SAY TO WOULDN'T BE KIND

GET OUT OF MY LIFE....I DON'T WANT YOU HERE
YOU HAVE CAUSED ME TO FEAR

EVERYTHING I DO
ITS ALL BECAUSE OF YOU

TO ME YOU ARE DEAD
SO NO MORE LYING IN MY BED

CRYING MY HEART OUT
NO MORE TIME TO POUT

YOU HAD A CHANCE BUT YOU BLEW IT
AND NOW IN MY LIFE YOU DON'T FIT

HOW DOES IT FEEL TO KNOW THAT YOU ARE DEAD TO ME
BECAUSE DON'T YOU SEE

I LOVED YOU SO MUCH
DESIRED YOUR TOUCH

WISHING TO BE WITH YOU
HOPING YOU FELT THAT WAY TOO

I KNOW IF YOU SEARCH YOUR HEART
YOU WOULD SEE HOW WE WERE NOT SUPPOSED TO PART

BUT YOU PLAYED YOUR HAND
AND NOW THE MEMORIES ARE JUST LIKE THE GRAINS OF SAND

PASSING THROUGH MY FINGERS
YOUR MEMORY STILL LINGERS

AND THAT'S WHY I SAY NO MORE
I'M CLOSING THE DOOR

NO MORE TEARS
NO MORE FEARS

I HELD THE SMOKING GUN AS IT FELL TO THE FLOOR
AND YOU EXIST TO ME NO MORE

 
 
 
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