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By darwin Date: 2006 Aug 10 Comment on this Work [[2006.08.10.19.19.21803]] |
| you are hidden in the dark, in places i seldom visit. in the memories that only surface when night cries. it takes blood to remember, the red that runs down and over the wounds that have just healed. it's tender there in the places you've touched. i try to forget you when the night turns to whisper and tell the secrets i don't want to hear. but it turns grow more urgent as the feeling start surging and i try not to remember fear. fear that the night won't end without a touch. that it will start to grow light and there won't be someplace to turn. so i keep you hidden in those places i don't like to think of, and hope that one day you'll disappear. |