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May 26, 2005 02:35


the savior notices a face
quite familiar
unmistakable
her eyes are his home
her smile his shelter

*

once again it's decision time
engulfed by heat,
lies,
and deceit

*disgusted and shuddering
i fall to the floor
desiring nothing more
than black smoke in my lungs
to join lamps and bedposts
as a pile of ashes
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