(12-3-02)
Alone
In the dark
I fashioned the blade
That would
Sever our last ties
Together.
Images rush.
Time hits me like waves.
I cried only once.
Not real tears.
Something in my eyes.
Chemical reaction.
Easily wiped away.
One more
Face to face.
Another love
Erased.
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