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moving on
moving on
you wear your bones
on the outside now.
the smile that once danced
at all our parties,
now a recluse.
folded arms protect the place
where I once died
a past eternity of joys
you spit formalities begrudgingly,
take every chance to turn your face -
still managing to leave
a shadow of
contempt.
i knot my tongue,
stem the flow of words;
worthless now, disarmed
...Friday 10th April 2009 3:05 pm
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