Tuesday, May 16, 2006

home alone

  

my hands are weak
wanting to write
only you
my peace tonight

holding my mind
all those words
hung above me
sparkle to be heard

my heart
unspoken but felt
into a beautiful mess
broken I melt

afraid to move
i want to know
when this ends
so I can go

home to you
in my hand
fall to my pillow
no strength to stand

take my life
breath into me
i know what I want
but not what you need

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