Terribility

January 8, 2012
By pandavalanche GOLD, Folsom, California
pandavalanche GOLD, Folsom, California
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You were crying, crying
amidst your protective words
and playful whispers

And (haha) isn't it terrible
how I touch oblivious grinning
and I instantly
can turn efforts to dust

(Oh, I pretend
though you cannot
withstand my amount)

Teardrops.
I kept them in a glass jar
with me--a collection.
Thought I rinsed it in rain
a few short back (dear)

You?
No, I mean to say it--you.
Your tears are mine
ok?
And nothing has gone to waste.


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