Tuesday, April 15, 2008

For Gurdish

love love love you said and I coudn't hear
kisses and tears and souls you talked of
life, spirit, joy - such words you spoke
hell, no, why, who is what I asked
fought and fought against what I always wanted
you stayed and took the punches, some with yells and others with a smile
but the worst is over, begone I beg - its you and I, what doesn't matter is everything else

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