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Saturday, February 5, 2011

PIECES

Pieces of i heart scattered
I mind running i faces
Pasted thoughts pacing i places
Failing heart like the falling leaf shattered
Mist kissing i toes
Naked nights i sleep murdered
Painted blood at the road cross
I last breath battered
That if i might but die
Let it be for thy love
For the pieces of i heart are pieced together
By the piece of thy heart.

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