Wednesday, January 6, 2010
jigsaw
There is no warning shot...No tale of caution...You find the piece, and the puzzle becomes a picture...you fit ... the question was answered...now im in the middle of our pieces...there is no way for me to remember their place...i should have never looked at your pictures... the ones where i look happy... and you look so .... so.... i dont fucking know...but you were mine... everything i do now is tainted with you... i wish it was as easy as "release"...my hand doesnt know its broken... my heart doesnt know its wrung...im still saturated with you...this in-between is a blur.. a filler... in a perfect world... thats what you said... me and you..if you would put us back together... if i could...
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