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Tuesday, August 16, 2011

Possibly


The tears don’t dry because I do not know how to stop them,

From tearing my face into uneven pieces.

I am crying, because I am ashamed.

My heart’s head and shoulders are hunched,

My hearts spine is bent.

My heart’s demeanour is that of infamy and lament.

I want to cry tonight:

For my little heart that droops so low.

And maybe tomorrow,

I will plead for my heart’s forgiveness,

Possibly in the future I will reason with my hearts face to smile again.

Possibly...

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