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An After Thought

I do not believe in love.
For it does not believe in me
Its been ripped from my raw grip
Too many times
I am frozen in time, unable to move my
Brittle hands
Silky ribbons fall and pool around my weak ankles
Love spelled out right in front of me
And I cannot move my lips to
Caress this unforgiving word
Love does not believe in me.
For I do not believe in it.




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maggiebar1 said...
Sept. 7, 2010 at 8:19 pm:
Really good... ive written something kinda like this... can u check out my work??
 
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