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thirsy heart

November 19, 2009

it’s not my mouth
i’ve spoken a mouthful
indeed sometimes the wrong things

it’s not my mind
i’ve learned a mindful

it’s not my eyes
the world’s horrors have blinded me

…i hear it beating, slower and slower
every beat is…

i have a thirsty heart,
a lonely heart

i give my love, it is my blood
harmonious disharmony of contention

trying to navigate the way
my delusions blind me
and on the way i give away more love

i give my love, it is my blood
my thirsty heart, a lonely heart

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  1. Lola permalink
    November 27, 2009 1:26 pm

    Breathtaking.

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