Wisteria Drifts in on the swift wind
Its heavy scent assaulting my senses
Letting there be no doubt
Spring is finally here.
Wednesday, August 10, 2011
Resurgance of Pain
The ex needed copies of legal papers asap.
Copies found, gone through, scanned, uploaded
Torture of Self ensued
Corked bottles of emotion were opened
Scars were torn
Stomach Roiling
Hate Renewed
I can't cry tho I want to.
I don't dare sleep
Yet I must for I am needed tomorrow.
The crumbled facade must be found and pieced together again.
Copies found, gone through, scanned, uploaded
Torture of Self ensued
Corked bottles of emotion were opened
Scars were torn
Stomach Roiling
Hate Renewed
I can't cry tho I want to.
I don't dare sleep
Yet I must for I am needed tomorrow.
The crumbled facade must be found and pieced together again.
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