Monday, December 27, 2010

When I miss

What seems glad you're there, here I miss being handcuffed. It feels like a year old,when you're not what they can. When I miss, I call your name in the hope that you willappear in the bedroom. When I miss, my shadow of your face. In the dream, and I feltlike a new is curable. Oh far different life here, a thousand times more comfortable methere. But until then what is affordable.

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