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you get a different sound depending
on where you hit a broken thing

A cloudy day
A dog growls
A puddle blocks her path

She turns the other way
She turns to me
I am warmth

She knows the geography of my body
My ugliness
And my beauty

I am no secret
I am no exhilaration
I am warmth

But not today
Today, I am cloudy, too
A dog growling
And not interested in her path

I know
What she needs
What she thinks she needs

But my ugliness
Is to walk away
Knowing her pain

Feeling beautiful

 
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Posted by on April 18, 2014 in Uncategorized

 

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