Emptied Spaces
putting in writing the lapses in the brain
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Friday, October 05, 2007
empty me
bubbles.
soap suds.
hot chocolate.
dead television.
scattered slippers.
busted mobile phone
empty cups.
half-eaten cake.
torn pages.
somehow, in the process of running from my fears, i've lost myself.
nothing is left to be said but...save me.
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