Sunday, November 20, 2011

hanging from a tree

hope
is 
no good
for me 
to feel 
or to have
in anything i really want
if i want something
i have to not want it 
to get it
and then i don't want it anymore
so what's the point?

excitement of love 
dies 
quicker 
than 
i am...
slowly
very slowly
fading
and dying 
not fast enough
to not feel 
any of the pain
that i feel
from having hope 
and not having you



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