the sum of all things = 325

Mar 20, 2010 18:29

relentless flow erodes the sand of love invulnerable
the half-life of endangered trust decays my guilty dream
i persistently varnish my salt soaked raft with expectations
and you have no words even though i listen

what do i wait for that will never happen?
fearing and fighting the imaginary inevitable
sometimes when you are not here, you are closest
because i cannot lose what i do not have
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