10 December 2007


if i had time other than to mourn my loss, still i might not. her face disappears from me one colour at a time, sinking red, no longer smiling blue. this is all i wanted of you. what was i thinking. lost into the water. inside and out. and in time, another, injured in the same and different way. it was the fall that caught her. my face disappears from her, one colour at a time. i cannot stay, pretending. in sighs and doubt. putting you where i should be. in this ending.


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