Friday, December 10, 2010


I spread the shreds of your heart1

along the shore2

and it leaks3

the endless ceaseless gore 4

the mirror to my soul5

spoke not of fear6

yet I can hear its steps7

its far too near8

I no longer have you 9

to lean on10

and you tell me11

let bygones be bygones12

how might one heal13

a wound so deep14

its bottom is intangible?15

I do not deny my weakness16

in the presence of your charm17

but your are nothing more to me18

then every source of harm19

so no, I do not want your arm20

do not spread your arm21

I do not want your arm22

I will just go back to my bed23

and dream of your heart24

reduced to shreds.25

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