Wednesday, November 29, 2006

Cliché

Secretly I wish I had never known you
Secretly it hurts to remember
The laughter we shared
That chapter of the frayed moments
Where we clung to each other
For dear life.

This is a bitter tear, a burden
so dreadfully sore.

This is a cliche, I write for you
Because there are no other ways
to express it anymore.

(04Apr.2006)

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