Wednesday, 25 April 2012

day one hundred and fifteen.

i don't know what to think anymore
- why is he still here?
people act differently
when one of them
is missing
- why is the chomping louder?
i don't know if
i should think
to find what should
be in that thought
or to just let
it go
and hope for it all
to come back to me.

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