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Tuesday, April 7, 2009

worse

somewhere in the distance
i can hear the roar
of your breath in my ears

saying
let me in
let me inside of you

the shudders
of noontime
are almost worse
than being alone

pulling out my hair
on the way to the train
dignifying you with
an answer

is too much to bear

but i give you the rain
i give you my pain
and i give you my all.

it is all i have to give
anymore.

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