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Wednesday, June 04, 2003
i don't have time to address anything tonight
something is off balance
like breaking glass a mile away that you can barely hear, and you certainly can't see, but you are aware of anyway with an intensity that scares you
i used to be the anchor
now i'm finally lost at sea
and i can't accept the coldness
that your eyes direct at me
you were everything i wanted
you are everything i own
but i'm driving you to silence
i am a sinking stone
my weight is dead and dropping
and i'm taking you along
don't resist me sir, i won't give up
it's with me that you belong
i'm concerned how little it concerns him
* posted by claire * 10:16 PM
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