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Monday 13 May 2013

Lumpy Throat Confession

My lord, how I love you!

      but, 
            ill-posed stars! 
            'tis but the love of
            the garden-variety
            Romantic: 

Deep & fathomless
Forever & eternal
Unrequited & doomed 
             in every way imaginable... 

Still, my heart beats for two. 
I dream for two, all the while
knowing
              that
                     it
                        is 
                           for
                                naught. 

So I celebrate the equation
of love and pain with
a shower of
                   unsalted tears. 

Expected, worshipped and 
quite 
         inevitable. 

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