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Jun 25, 2010 14:00



he takes the plain of weathered stories
and binds them to his heart.
wonder why you'll only settle for less
if only to weigh down your name.
wonder,
can you stay my hand?
can you

(he still cries like a man
these days with his soul
pinned to the walls.
wonder if you'll even try to live
or simply disappear

writing, poem

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