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by Angela Thomasi can't believe that a truck whizzed past me at the exact
moment you uttered the words aloud and i missed them
the first time. my dad died. my world is crumbling around me.
a silent prayer continues in my head, on and on. i felt him
pass tonight. it was like a breath of hot air on my neck
and as i polished the steel walls of your truck, i stopped
because i knew it had just happened. and now i'm sitting in my bed
on the verge of passing out from total, utter exhaustion
and the only place i want to be is with you. not for me, not
for my solace, not for your attention. i want to wrap you in my arms
and rest your head on my chest and then i know it will flow out,
pour out. all the confusion and pain. i want to take it from you
so you don't have to go through this alone. the fact that you are kills me.
i'm in a jail cell with a fire hose while a blaze rages across the street. 08/17/2009 Posted on 08/17/2009
Copyright © 2024 Angela Thomas
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