by Brad Quammen   Nov 5, 2010

Stillborn heart as cold as a lifeless soul

Rememberance of joy long faded

Relive hurt within the blink of an eye

the phrase "I love you" still leaves me jaded

My love still burns within my heart

Comphort still on the horizon

My becking call yields my anger

too weak from the feeling of wizen


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