Tuesday, March 11, 2008

I Can't

Left here on the shelf
you put me for safekeeping.
I sit here
always weeping.

Anger, pain, sorrow, rain

I burn with despair
Yes, I care
but now I can't
I won't
Sit here
dying, fading, crying.

Waiting for the fate
I can't
Love you or not
I go.

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