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Going Blank



Yours;

filled with love and romance

save for me the last dance

Mine;

filled with broken and battered

remnants scattered



thinking about was has been written,

something for you

something for me

poetic perfection,

only because my heart spills the ink.



Hers;

flowing with love's river

a caress's quiver

Mine;

scathing in discontent

bathing in rememberance



thinking about what will be written,

something for her

something for me

penned perfection,

only because my heart bleeds.



Looking at destiny's folder,

nothing for them

nothing for me,

only because my heart is empty.



� BRIAN GLENN 5-10-04