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pinkster
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I found myself walking down a familiar path.
In dreams I knew that I did not belong there.
But of course, I walk the same direction I always have.
I watch the minutes tick by on a broken watch;
And I still wonder why I let you make me fall.
This world I live in, so large and quiet;
yet with you it is immeasurable, like the universe.
With every word you utter, I sink twice as quick.
I fear for my life, you crush my lungs.
For your words are like knife: always piercing, always bleeding.
To the end, I came so close.
But every time you come back, a little of me dies.
9.3.03
In dreams I knew that I did not belong there.
But of course, I walk the same direction I always have.
I watch the minutes tick by on a broken watch;
And I still wonder why I let you make me fall.
This world I live in, so large and quiet;
yet with you it is immeasurable, like the universe.
With every word you utter, I sink twice as quick.
I fear for my life, you crush my lungs.
For your words are like knife: always piercing, always bleeding.
To the end, I came so close.
But every time you come back, a little of me dies.
9.3.03