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Date Posted: 15:09:46 05/11/02 Sat
Author: no
Subject: Wounded Pride

I missed it,
Flying over my head
And between my greased fingers.

Little slippery fish,
Gray
And cold,
I thought you were dead.
Your life untouchable.

But you flew beyond me.

I never knew the word "hate" was tied so closely to that other.

Maybe it's just pain,
Common pain.

And for the first time it won't spill
Out my lips
To rape the ears of everyone around me.

Turning inward,
Scratching at my outer thoughts
To let me in further.

And I question every stupid choice
Only to realize that it had to be this way.

Mother... Mom,
I hate that your tears match mine,
And if you let go,
I don't know what will keep me holding on.

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