Stealing Glances

November 21, 2008
The knife is deep,
Much deeper than before.
His heart is weak,

Can’t take it anymore.
Dreams are shattered,
And not cleaned up.
His love— battered,
It will erupt.
Trying his best,
He looks away.
And grabs his chest,

For another day.

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