drawn together
like a moth to a flame
but which of us was the moth
and which was the flame

i think about this as i
stare into the mirror a
blank expression on my face

i try to look surprised or
sad or angry or human but
i've been here before

i have been here before

so i brush my teeth wash
my hands and ignore the
ache deep in my chest
glance again at my reflection
but nothing has changed

nothing has changed

you're still gone
i'm still the same

03/07/2008

Posted on 03/07/2008
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