Wednesday Jul 05, 2006

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in the rain
i want to walk
in
until i'm
soaked
until i'm
dripping
wet
i want
the rain
or other
things
because
i can't
have them
and
the longing
continues
i add wood
to that fire
until
my heart
breaks
until i
revisit
that
familiar
longing
for
the
past.
y:
Nah - "pensively sad arsehole who's good at art" - you need the whole thing! It's a package deal biggrin

The poem about you getting stabbed. Did that happen?

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