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March 24, 2005

Because of You

It has been a while since I saw you last
Yet another came to take your place
(The one you left because you became "disinterested")
Reopening old wounds, peeling open the scars,
Stabbing, slicing, pounding away on my heart
Until it is dead, and will pound no more
Luckily, there is no pain in death
That sexy, shrouded, spirit sublime
And I can't even hate you for it
Because in doing the dirty dance
You have drained me of emotion
Now that you are finished, there is death
Not of you
Not of me
But of the us that was.

Posted by BlueWolf on March 24, 2005 11:10 PM