Goodbye
By dilletante
Fri, 16 Feb 2007
- 991 reads
suddenly, the day turns colder
and the phone doesn't ring anymore
i turn my face away from the window
the light is too intrusive
too noisy
let it die out
die behind the curtains
the coldness will keep me up at night
prodding its nails into my muscles
as i listen to silence
tomorrow, disburden me
from all my thoughts and pains
till nothing remains
but a wet stain on my pillow
and a hollow where i'd lain
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