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
Sunday, April 14, 2013
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