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2005-05-10 - 10:36 a.m.
You still manage to wound me, reaching through the dark cold night, and into the arctic recesses of my memory,
the songs still play on the radio,
and I limp through the remembering of your voice in my ear, your mouth pressed hard against mine, your fingers twining through the vines of my hair,
your grip hot on my neck your breath heavy against my shoulder and the words you never meant tumbling all around me
and crashing to the floor.
they slice at me.
in the remembering.
of all the hippocracy.
and though you can't touch me anymore, it still stings.
and now I have something so precious to protect.
that I laugh at you.
because you can't surface me anymore. you can't consume anymore of my light
and you- who always wanted to be alone.
well. you always will be.just that
alone. in the cradle of your own darkness
burning candles, cloaked in shadow, forever chasing your vision of the perfect dawn.
old starlight - new starbright
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