Monday, December 13, 2004

I thought you'd walk beside me;
instead I walk alone,
along this empty street,
full of broken dreams,
oppressive in its silence,
starving in its clutter,
the weight drags me down.
sounds of sorrow
echoing off invisable walls
block me in
slow my footsteps
seductively invite me to stay,
then brusquely watch me break
and tear me apart

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