my legs are tied.


i


can't


move


to


you.








i lost my head when


you


told


me


you


hated me.








i felt my hands slip off like gloves


as


you


pulled


away.








and anger added it's spice to the pain


as


you


faded


from


thought.








both sides of the page are torn into ashes


while


we


get


paper


cuts.











there is nothing more brutal


than


indifference


where


love


used


to be.

07/10/2006

Posted on 07/10/2006
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