Wednesday, February 15, 2012

If i had a pulse

i sense that we've
grown apart, my love
i noticed long ago,
but now i'm sure
as youre kneeling there
before him
without your clothes
emptiness and pain
ravaging my heart
if i had a pulse, my love,
i fear that it would stop

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