The Girl With the Black Heart

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June 16, 2013 by Jennifer Garay

come and find me.

oh, how i wish you'd come and find me.  

i've been searching for you.  

been searching for you. 

only to find that you've been running.

been running away from me.  

so run.  

keep running.  

run far and don't look back. 

don't you ever look back. 

because when you look back i'll be out of sight.  

out of sight, but still in mind.  

in your mind will be the thought of me. 

thoughts of me.  

me, me, me  

you could out run me.  

go on, out run me.  

but, what good is it to out run me? 

when you can't run from me.  

can't shut out the thoughts of me.  

thoughts of me.  

me, me, me  

the one that got away.

got away with the best of you.  

what the hell is left of you?  

i got the best of you.  

you can give them the rest of you.

if there's anything left of you.  

June 16, 2013 /Jennifer Garay
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