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Wednesday, April 5, 2006

The Waiting

Oh my black heart
Battered and weary
I have forsaken thee
Only to reel away
Far into oblivion
Seeking refuge of soul
My grasp has slipped
My strength is gone
Only my words remain
Will I be here tomorrow?
Alas, I do not know - 4/5/06

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