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Sunday, April 14, 2013

li

im tired of loving you

ive waited for you
wait for
awaited your

touch
understanding
somewhere theres the word

smile

more gentle than touch more
precious
than loyalty

your love

my patience though
my strength hope
sand has run out

id rather no
yes
no
i see no
fast
slow

I don't even want to breathe.
It hurts to move.

You can't even
I don't want

im tired of



J

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