Your Poetry Dot Com - The day I stoped caring

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I'm not a lone candle burning on your windowsill

For I no longer carry that flame for you

I finally come to realize

You were only mildew

Then one fine morning, I woke

And it stank so badly, it smelt like you

I lost myself somewhere along the way

To meeting you again

Let me calmly slip into the crowd

Without youre noticing

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The day I stoped caring
Date: Thursday, 1st May 2003 @ 01:05:00 AM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: razorbladerose

Let me be dead inside

I'm not a lone candle burning on your windowsill

For I no longer carry that flame for you

I finally come to realize

You were only mildew

Then one fine morning, I woke

And it stank so badly, it smelt like you

I lost myself somewhere along the way

To meeting you again

Let me calmly slip into the crowd

Without youre noticing

Copyright Š Jeannie T. 2003

This poem is Copyright ÂŠ razorbladerose

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