orgami's Diaryland Diary

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justification

old and broken
I just dream
of love
of warmth

instead I live alone
like so many

its my end I assume
and the depression
that drowns me
and drags me down

I feel the touch
of those in passing
thank you

thank you as I drown
as I sink down

thirty years
of this

shall you condemn
me for giving
up?

think not
think again

and let this be

solid in its moment

fleeting in its
wasteland

1:12 p.m. - 2011-03-17

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