Friday, September 30, 2011

the missing half


fresh start
and thoroughly clean
great scars you've left everywhere
when drawing from all over
the pieces left of your love
as fingerprints.
Time to look back
and not feel empty and absurd,
used and unloved,
at the foot of imminent death.
It's time to get acquainted with loneliness
to no longer have and be so scared.
To understand that for more
that this breakdown occurs,
this feeling of distress endless torture
maybe you're not,
or do not want to be,
the missing half.

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