September 23, 2006

What would love do now?

I know the steps
of this road.

I know nothing
will come of it.

It's secret I know
by heart.

And so;

here I go again
like a fool looks
for the desolation
of memories.

...I'm tired of knowing
new sad days, lonely


the poems I still write
to my love, to tell him
that this is wrong.

As he mistreats my
heart once again...

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