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By Max-Rom Date: 2003 Dec 07 Comment on this Work [[2003.12.07.15.55.25841]] |
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Between us The space is overwhelming The taste is bitter as distance burns my tongue. This prescription is imprisoning behind cold bars of sadness. The path in front of us is broken beyond repair My feet sinking deeper in these holes of despair Blinded by vaporous feelings, The fall is inevitable. My strength has vanished The solace is nonexistent in the hands of indefinite rejection. - Max - 12/07/03 |