Friday, April 27, 2012

I need an eraser, to erase her
from the story of us,
of we
but no matter how much time has past
my mind wanders
and I can't shake the thought of time shared
between you me,
and she

forever flawed is our tale

moving past, 
your past

arms weak,

the boxes are too heavy

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