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By Ali Date: 2006 Aug 30 Comment on this Work [[2006.08.30.23.39.15988]] |
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I bend too much. It's all, and all, and all-- until it breaks. I break, and then watch you try and smooth it over with a kiss. But you can't catch a falling heart with dreams, you can't unsay and undo, or unquestion. But I watched you unLove me--I sat and understood what it meant as you slowly removed each grain of resolute adoration. It was not me, but it was. I was, and then was not. It matters, and then it doesn't--and these, and this... only words, in the dark. |