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we have met the enemy

in your head it is all
hideaways and i am only here
to call the time of death-

-how can you die so often
you make it like an art,
like falling asleep,
but secretive-

everytime we kiss i remember
each time those tentative gasps for air.
i want to show you something that hurts
more than the twist of the knife to the heart
i want to tell you i love you
when you believe it
and i want to be lying.

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we have met the enemy, and he is us.

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  • K-Dense
    December 19, 2008

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    You need to get Buddy wakefield's book of poetry "Live For A Living."

    There's a page that reminds me so much of your second stanza.

    -C