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the tea's too hot

and it just throws everything off

it's all over

and not even begun

you see my eyes unfocus

and i see you see me

but pretend not to notice

and it slips into poetic rhythms

it's imperfect but so right

shattered, flawed, disjointed

and listening to you breathe

just breaks me apart

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last updated 11 October 2010 - 2:36am
©7 May 2007 - 12:44am — avengers1965
12 November 2007 - 7:42pm — 9inety
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this poem may not be totally perfect, but parts of it are excellent.

thanks for the read

I'm going to relax now and enjoy the crisis.
peace
dylan

"One of the best results of life, is the torment of love"

Dylan Eliot