this was over
so long ago
when my animosity
took the chill
from your glare
and the edge from
your knife
but it couldn't save me
from your
stinging
words.
my insides
long since dried up
are screaming again
just not loud enough
to wake me from
my dreams
where you are falling and
i am free.

05/02/2004

Posted on 05/03/2004
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