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dry

i was dry,
and you cried for me,
unknown.
it ached.
like always, worse.
but there is nothing
we can do -
the words have spewed
out of our mouths;
said, and we are
scarred by them.
this thirst
remains unquenched,
and restless.
unpleased.
i long for the sea
to whip away my pain,
because it is
harder to hide.

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Written June 16th, 2005

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  • theprodigalsister
    June 25, 2005
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    This pieces showcases those beautiful heart-scars. Well written & yet my heart breaks for you. This level of pain is hard to bear.