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dying with you.


[today]Oct 5th, 2007 4:46:27 am - Subscribe

every night,
a part of me
dies
with you.

every time
in my dreams,
I see you
disappear.

heart pounds,
stomach twists,
head spins.

a human drum
tuned to the air,
I shudder.

behind closed eyes,
I watch
your demise
over and over.

you
could have been
me.

now
you're gone.

and gone
again,
every night -

I die
with you,

without knowing -

who were you?

[I am]anguished.
[inspiration]rest in peace.

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