orgami's Diaryland Diary

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hollow bell

lay there broken
like a clock thats fallen

turn away your face

Im pulling out
what you want
like you call it
Black is black

all that pain
is eating you alive
and I cannot remove
nor touch

from this side of our
lives
like mirror takes

Me outside the glass
looking out

my walls are empty
without love
for nothing is real
anymore

you at least have
this pain

and all this rain
touching down
will smooth away
the dustwind envy
that i have

12:39 p.m. - 2010-10-25

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