Friday, January 22, 2010

Du Au'

I'm a worm
Nothing
Poor
Wretched
Blind
I can't see light
Darkness surrounds
I don't deserve his help
Obviously
I waited days
Forty
They're over
It begins fresh
Fresh start
Fresh blood
Fresh scars
Fresh lies...

Or maybe old...
The same ones...
I'm fine
I'm okay
Love
Love
Love

I'm deaf
blind
hurting...
Zero days.

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