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By danica Date: 2002 Jan 04 Comment on this Work [[2002.01.04.23.07.281]] |
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My medication's wearing It was only a towel anyway covering my shame And now the thread is bare It doesn't cover much My darkened heart is breaking Stretching, tearing, shredding Searching, asking, spinning Busy with its pain Its no good to me My broken man is leaving The blank check he had written I spent without blinking He is lost, I tossed the map How to get through today |