He says these things but
there is no passion in them;
his heart is empty.
Admittedly,
I have deep wounds that burn as if
salt has been poured in.
Fresh from the shower
dripping wet without a towel,
Can you see me now?
Cold and hurt but not
broken - it takes much more than
that to wear me down.
* Just a note, this was written about a year and a half ago.
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