
Written 3.25.08.
Rated: Fiction T - English - Poetry - Words: 56 - Reviews: 3 - Published: 04-09-08 - Status: Complete - id: 2502039
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you see, i find
comfort in such
reliability; in
the tremor of the
trains through the
soil, in your steady,
slow breaths.
(it was like
discovering a hidden
secret, all over again;
suddenly, i remembered
how good you felt,
how i never wanted,
never want things to
end.)
we are two halves
of a whole –
completely.
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