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Wednesday, March 1, 2006

two more poems
i wait for death

I wait for death in a small dark box, and there is only one entrance and it shines brightly in the darkness, like a beacon, and I think of you, as I float motionless in the dark, and I feel a tug and I look the opposite way and I see another appear opening more bright than the other, like a great big gash that had just been ripped and I follow its light to you and I smile slightly in life as I breath once again, and I see that you too, are breathing the breath of life as well, as if we both were dead before we met, but that feeling left as we are suspended in a light blue sky… the feeling of death, has lifted, and I feel the coldness of death thaw as I feel the warmth of the sun, so worm and nice, just like you, you have a piece of my heart until I die again, but I am afraid to die, because I don’t want to die again, I don’t want to feel that cold, dark box grab my breath and give it to another, no, I don’t want that, what I want is to not be ever again in that small dark box in death……

i am just a doll
I am just a doll, how I got to be a doll is still in my mind, I gave you the key, the key that opens my heart, and now I don’t how to get out I don’t know because both doors are locked and I am just a doll ready to be played in your little game, a game I cant end, not alone, I need help to end this game, but how is another question, because the real question is who will help me? And why? Where? … When?, then we come to the how, the how is to break your grasp on me, to loosen your hearts grip in my heart, to forget, to hide, until I can find a good way to tell you, why I am gone, to tell you that I am just a doll…. I need the key…. Im just a doll
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