Sunday, December 11, 2005

Alma mater

She spat me out
because she never loved me
I loved her.
I loved her stony silences
and her long long walks

I loved my pride
for I was a part of her

She let me down with blood
thorns
the cold, the cold

But I let her down even more.
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2 comments:

wordmonkey said...

nice start
but aren't you only half done?
tell us how you let her down

Tuesday, January 03, 2006 9:22:00 PM
Sharb said...

Mulholland Dr. ?

Friday, February 17, 2006 8:10:00 PM

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