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Saturday, November 11, 2006

random rambles

and the cliff rises
wild and treacherous the fall
don’t look down
don’t climb up
it’s not worth it
as the air fills with a taint
of silent and not-so-silent
agony
another name for
loneliness

i know you
i remember
i feel your arms i never really felt
i know your words
imagine every conversation
vividly and sharp as
broken glass
as insane the contact
as impossible the tale
it is sometimes the only
thing that holds me together
and keeps me sane -
being broken

don’t expect any thanks

Posted by Liberty on 11/11 at 11:09 PM
Posted under: See-ThroughThinking of YouNaBloPoMo

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