Wednesday, 19 August 2009


You are the
one who
drains from me
what I need
to live.

Exhaust me, wait
you will be
rewarded soon.

Contend for hope
against your wishes
against all chance
to cope.

My means,
my dreams
what I cannot

Forgive the dead
for they do
not know
what you need
to live.

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