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Oct 01, 2004 07:23

Do you know we are in high demand, us people who suffer?
Because we dont take to arguing and we are quick to surrender?

Well, I awoke. My sheets and tubes were all tangled weak from whiskey and pills, in a hospital.
My father was there, in a chair, by the window, staring so far away. I tried talking, just whispered, "...so sorry...so selfish.." He stopped me and said, "Child I love you regardless and there is nothing you could ever do that would change this. I'm not angry. It happens. You just can't do it again."

Where was it I first heard the sound of brutality?
It came to me in the goddamn loveliest melody.
How grateful I was to be part of the mystery.
To love and to be loved.
Let's just hope that is enough.
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