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By Liz Date: 2002 Jun 14 Comment on this Work [[2002.06.14.15.33.25528]] |
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I wish I smoked. I wish I was dark-eyed and crazy spinning the world on a string casing the joint like my own personal boutique everything mine for the taking. I wish I was older cynical, jaded, bitter and married so that hope wouldn't swell and stretch and crack my heart and leave me desperate. I wish you were anyone but who you are. I wish loving you would not be a bomb exploding in this family. I wish that when the choice was mine I had made the right one. |