Friday, February 24, 2012

To Spite

Monday, November 14, 2011
 
I always lose you along the way
perturbed that you don't keep up
The moment I realize
you're not there
sadness
Aloneness
cursed loneliness
Indentured solitude
restrained
Contained
subjective
to will and want alike
Only free with love taken
never given
To spite

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