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for an early morning
by Kalikala SmithMy heart beats like the rain,
scarce and scattered...
and there are things i'd
rather not say
for fear of my heart bursting
and revealing too much of me
for my own good.
I just want to soak in what I can,
and that is beyond selfish and
beyond cruel
and I hate myself for it.
But the rain is steady,
and I am steady enough to continue,
as foolish as that may be.
(And God knows its even beyond foolish.)
...so still I sit. 10/30/2003 Author's Note: life gets complicated sometimes
Posted on 11/02/2003
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