20101118

blew a good one

three days forward, three days back, birthing memories that i lost track of the love that i still lack, sad, happy, not on the beaten track, like ghosts, the two who loved me most, almost, maybe, were born within six days and a year apart, like art, and all that's left, bereft, is the broken heart...

i may have been a genius but, i was not very smart...

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