s h a d o w - p a r t 1
By dlb
i am this vice sitting beside you head bent, pen poised your eyes calculative behind your lashes brain ticking, thoughts turning intelligence glows from your skin i am this vice sitting beside you i want to touch your fingers i want to caress your face i want to be with you yet there is something bigger than me bigger than my love bigger than anything and you push me away no response no cares nothing just your pen just your thoughts just my tearsThis poem is paired with s h a d o w - p a r t 2. Written May 10th, 1999 © on Jan 11 2002 08:12 AM PST 0 • 1
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"i am this vice sitting beside you..."