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Stuck
When someone is stuck in your head,
perhaps that is where they belong
whispering calming words that
meld to an endless love song,
driving you mad with desire so strong,
stealing your pain, your heart, and your wrong.
When a face ever haunts you when you close your eyes, perhaps that is where it should be
melting your soul with a smile
and unlocking your mystery.
Melodic eyes that burn with ancient intensity,
stealing your pain, your heart, and your misery.
When a dream repeats in you every night, perhaps that is what it is meant to do,
leading you into a world of magic more magnificent than you ever knew,
stopping all negativity and
allowing your spirit to renew,
stealing your pain, your heart
and your jaded hue.
When someone is stuck in your head, perhaps that is where they should remain
haunting your mind, occupying your dreams and infiltrating your brain.
The craving for them driving
you beyond insane,
stealing your pain, your heart, and your shame.
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