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| February 25th, 2007

uncovered now
drift from sleep
into this nightmare
love’s collapse
to untold certainties
of misdeeds
never meant,
remembered

how to grow
with no room left
for apologies

nothing more than
“I love you”
none other than
“i am sorry”
too many times before

no more time
deaf ears can be so blind

where to go from here
forward into . . .
losing you

damn this aching heart

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