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"Don't forget Those"

If you ever turn and walk away
then don't expect anything, (nothing at all)
if you choose to take that walk
then you take it on your own

But you say nothings lost, but
there's everything to gain, because
sometimes you have to leave it
all to find yourself in this world

The trappings of this life deplete
us and steal our souls; we'd give
them back and sell it to gain it
back and become whole

So take your baggage, I've got
enough of my own; take the garbage
that you've made and try to recycle
it with your next one

My closets being cleaned; whatever
you have left hanging around in there
take it, make sure that you pick up
your panties from the floor...

I don't want to have to pick them up
and smell you anymore; I don't want
any reason for you to knock at the
door, or anything holding me back
from moving on

The things that you used to do, that
turned me on and made me beg for
more are now only petty annoyances;
just like when I did that thing that used
to leave your legs shaking and made
you drop your panties on the floor...

You asked, "Are You doing this for Me,
or for Yourself,"

I knew then the magic was gone and
in your mind was somewhere else

So take your baggage, I've got
enough of my own; take the garbage
that you've made and try to recycle
it with your next one

My closets being cleaned; whatever
you have left hanging around in there
take it, and make sure that you pick up
your panties from the floor...

I don't want to have to pick them up
and smell you anymore; I don't want
any reason for you to knock at the
door, or anything holding me back
from moving on

Pick up your memories and take them
with you; I'd rather they be gone than
to have them linger, and drive me
fucking crazy

Wipe your finger-prints off of every
part of my body, don't let a trace
remain; go ahead, get rid of the
evidence of us and don't refrain

And take all of your baggage, I've got
enough of my own; take the garbage
that you've made and try to recycle
it with your next one

My closets being cleaned; whatever
you have left hanging around in there
take it, make sure that you pick up
your panties from the floor...

I don't want to have to pick them up
and smell you anymore; I don't want
any reason for you to knock at the
door, or anything holding me back
from moving on

But the truth is...

"If You've Smelled one, You've probably
smelled them all"
Written by hungrypan74 (Dantalyon)
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