The Breakup

Everybody needs their daily dose of cheese.  Indulge in one of my ancient compositions.

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I stare

As you talk

Not in awe

But simply at a loss for words

I weep

As you confess

Not for the sudden emptiness

But because I forget to blink

I bleed

As you leave

Not for anger, nor remorse

But because I run after you – barefoot.

8/26/2009 12:30:39 AM