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By Courtney Date: 2001 Jul 26 Comment on this Work [[2001.07.26.00.23.29064]] |
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In the night I feel it- damp and lonely clinging like a wet rag to what's become of my heart. The obvious can kill you and ignorance is bliss so pretend the truth is merely being misunderstood... But it creeps upon me when I have a minute alone with my mind and my own thoughts have a way of betraying me and what I've grown to find real... Do your hands reach for my heart out of attachment or need? Do your ears search for my words out of dependacy or amazement? The night stretches far beyond your arms and the darkness holds me more than your embrace. |