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Jun 19, 2009 22:32



Eating Burnt Toast

I wish I could be
the one
that makes you happy.

Hell, I can even wish
that I could be one of few
(not many)
that make you happy.

And rarely, I wish
that I could be one
of many
that make you happy.

Longingly, I wish
I care not
about your happiness.

But sadly always, It is
not so.

poetry

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