Sweet Onion Grass
Friday, October 14, 2011
Brick Wall
sometimes i miss you
so much
i am pushed up
against a brick
wall
stony hands to
my chest
i clutch at my
breath
at your words
the ink dry
now fading
i can't let them
go
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