Monday, July 02, 2007

Weeping Still

Weeping Still

You called last night.

You asked how I was.

I said I was fine.

There are a lot of things I wanna tell you.

Things I wanna ask.

But I cannot.

How can I?

My heart is fucking scared of the answers.

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