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Oct 12, 2005 22:36

you've planted a seed
and averted your ways.
just a poor host
scarcely providing for your unwelcomed guest.
i spend my days,
spending what i earn.
from you i hold nothing,
but a name and this face.
and all i can win, is all i work for.
i buy such tangible objects to value,
because i cannot invest my love in you.
that bridge was never built
...an abyss so wide,
even words are barely heard.
a lonely traveler;
lost in a continuous route,
searching for an undiscovered bond
along a different path.
no battle to be won
a fight renounced long ago.
I've become an immigrant in my own country.
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