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When I walk down the street, I wonder

Posted by Susan47 on April 20, 2005, at 12:56:50

In reply to Re: Pfffft. » Susan47, posted by damos on April 19, 2005, at 21:58:31

if I will ever see you again.
I cannot think about these things
anymore.
Somehow, I must train my mind
to stop these thoughts,
this way of being
which is so killing
because it's unbearable
that I may never see your face
ever again.

Were you to die today
I would never know.
Who do you see, where do you go,
what is your life?
Do you love it?
You deserve to love
everything, everything
about your life
And I need to take myself
out of it, out of any
equation that may include
this man, because it
is not fair, not honourable
or right, that anyone
should feel my pain
but myself.


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