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By jackryhme Date: 2002 Feb 26 Comment on this Work [[2002.02.26.01.45.15447]] |
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my heart is willing, wanting, needing you to crawl your way back to me on bleeding knees and tattered palms to beg for any scraps i might just throw for me to be as you see me now to be the man you made of me with heated eyes i wish for you to see this trash you made of me what ever was good within died with your touch all this i need for you to see for then i might cup this thing you made within a fragile shell of will quietly place it in a proper place and become once more the man i was where these thoughts were once abhorrent to me |