these scraps of me
for the likes of you
line this cluttered path
our own personal debris
you once said goodbye
but you never meant it
always choosing the periphery
to collect your just rewards
tethered to the truth inside
which the mirror never betrayed
you hid within me
these bits and pieces
from the likes of me
now sustain you
in your own debris
Saturday, May 23, 2009
bits and pieces
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