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February 7, 2007 / zanzi

rendered rent

I know this can’t go on

Won’t try to mend the tear

Won’t look for you along

The tracks I shed my tears

Some things have to end

Some fabrics were meant

To be rent

The words I have penned

Won’t try to make amends

I won’t send

Them to my only friend

Lonely since the day that I knew

It was too late and you had to go

Today, can’t go on with the show

And I’m asking no questions of you

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  1. raeesa / Feb 20 2007 10:16 pm

    I don’t know how you do it. It looks completely effortless, and yet I know it couldn’t have been ( nothing with any genuine content is). lovely.

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