Sunday, March 29, 2009

Bricks.

The thoughts in my head
make no sense
Without direction
Only jealousy
holds true.
This isn't what I came here for
Depth drowns me
Shallowness
he has shown me.
time for this
to come
As a faulter
not an ending.
It's not like you
didn't know
I loved you.
But
what closed eyes
missed
an open heart
Felt.
Bricks.
Only bricks.

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