Best Poem of E.A. England

Depression Progression
outside: our bodies touch
inside: a million miles apart
searching for a way to break
the stronghold on your heart

let me in to fix you
i can repair all that's lost
i want to see your smile again
no matter what the cost.

yet here we lay once more
as silent as can be
can my love . . .
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I'Ve Come For My Guitar
ive come for my guitar
at least give me that much
you stole my dreams, and broke my heart
and left me here as such

i left it here in hopes,
that youd bring it back to me
but obviously you dont care
and now i plainly see

ill take it home and write a song
about how bad i feel
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