pot of words
Wednesday, February 07, 2007
i have nothing
left to stall and
you are no longer
welcome in my sleep
because it's too much
to wake up
and kill myself
with your songs
over and over
and over and
over and
over.
Sunday, February 04, 2007
heartbroken.
i'm in pain not because
i can't find you
but simply because
i squint my eyes
—million faces and
denied tears hazing—
and then realize,
that i'm still looking.
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