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Nov 11, 2005 18:23

Dispirited

Waves of words in the darkened sea
Crashing on a heart of debris

A past love drowned in gin
Hidden behind thorns that grin

Black hair and Black boots
Frail morals, soiled roots

Withdrawn from my mild plight
Just a sexless Friday night

Pleasure derived from his pain
Never one to explain

Wasted tears, wasted years
All for someone with many fears
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