Thursday, November 03, 2005

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the sorrow
one feels
when they are
left with no word
no sign
not even an
exit, or rewind
I can't define
exactly
what time
it all changed
and how I wish
I could have
rearranged
this game
of division of mind
and time
that creates a
crack and
slack in the love
line of mine
no way to climb
this desolate peak
this cursed
summit of sweet feat
this battle has
gotten me beat
and my energy is
gone, I'm now
mad, and can barely stand
this energy leach
broken promises of beach
instead this
love is bleach
and life here is obsolete
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