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you see me in your rear view mirror

pretending not to care

while I argue with a welling of tears

fighting not to fall

my eyes screaming out their empty curses

damn your every flow

stoic at the stoplight

the battle whimpers on

until one slow silent stream

manages to break free

amid the self abusing tirade of one broken

promise

go to hell

damn you tears to tear hell

you always give my heart away

even before this anger in me has yet to fully abeit

(Oct 20, 2003 345pm)