of our troubled love
I found the intensity of those moments that will remain
engraved in the heart
confused Between the lines of our lives disordered
I recognized pieces of us scattered around the time I thought
rummaging through scars and pain
I remembered the empty body and soul of restless nights and
sleepless
And how many times I tried
your hand in a bed too desert you
And now after all I just want
your hours
confuse you with my
on an ordinary day in late November
Cico 2009 (C) Lands LPDC ecstasy
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