By kevin urenda
Date: 27 September 1999
not the mourning after
not the mourning after
How can I
mourn the loss of a
heart than never belonged to me
a heart that keeps
turning face-up like
a bad, but lucky, penny
Besides, I don't
want to end up like
Lady Macbeth
trying to wash the stain of you
of the hands of my heart
that held you like a dream
for so long
I long to be
loved half
that much.
9/20/99
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