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the wind outside,
                and i want to be there.
                but
                i try to hide from the light,
                even as i find it lovely.
                i wish you were here;
                but you told me, didn't you?
                and i knew it already, and i'm
                fine with it.
                but it hurts.
                and the phone ringing in my ear
                and in my fragile head,
                and the song above, low and
                rhythmic, and it hurts.
                yes, behind my eyes,
                harsh in my ears, yes,
                like needing you.
                i wonder where you are now.
                i'll bet any money
                you're not thinking of me.

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sorry for this. quite disjointed. any comments useful.
Written May 28th, 2005

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  • deep dark soul
    May 28, 2005
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    nice poem its nice keep writeing


  • unperfectlyperfect
    May 28, 2005
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    oh my god... i am feeling that exact way right now... you totally put into words how it is to be alive right now... i really like this piece a lot.. i hope that you keep going with your writing your really good.