She says to
roll over and hold her close.
I am three words and a shoulder,
slowly clutching tighter.
Focus.
I’m still sorry.
I don’t know if I can feel anymore,
I haven’t felt that a whole lot.
Don’t give up on me.
Dammit. I lost it.
Sunday, November 1, 2009
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