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malignant is

this tumor

called you

that strangles

my tender heart

you are a battle

to be made

in the field of chance

where will such stream lead us

through vallys of intrigue

and ravines perhaps of countless questions

will the conflict of self doubt ever be

breached

can this compound clearly marked attraction

bear the brunt of a full out

no holds barred

confrontation

somehow I suspect

the war will never truly be over

but the battle will have its sweeter

moments

when looking through the eyes of all

we could do

lucky for us

love is tranquility and peace

not ammunition

carelessly used up

to be lobbed at the other

like some weaponry

without even minimal thought

to such actions consequence

perhaps that is why I love saying

I LOVE YOU to you

as such admittance

feeds some small something in me

creating something lovely upon something

that only stood before

destroyed and desolate

my heart...

(July10,2000 1030pm)

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