Monday, March 1, 2010

the line

Everything starts with a line.

There's always a line in my way.
Don't cross that line!
That one line in the song reminds me of you,
so I can never forget.

There's always so much to say.
Maybe I'm not fine!
I haven't even the slightest clue
how we even met.

What can I do?
how do I fight
this silence you left me?
I'm alone.

I miss you.
I thought that you might
come back to see
that I'm now a dog without a bone.

and now...I wait.

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