Thursday, October 06, 2005

what they say when you leave the room

after you, began to look like stone
choking me with dust and debris from your breath
painfully.. choking me..
with all the uglyness unmasked in you

fall with me to the bottom of the sea
you will not see sunset this time
but you'll be, touching pearls and dancing on sand
and then I, will be there,
laughing as we drown

no, you can't swim with your tears heavier than salt
and you can't scream with water in your mouth
you can't kiss me with my sand in my mouth
but you can see this hate i have for you now

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