12 January 2011

empty

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tried to write a letter
in ink
its been getting better
I think
I got a piece of paper
but its empty
its empty

maybe we're trying
trying too hard
maybe we're torn apart
maybe the timing
is beating our hearts
we're empty

and I've even wondered
if we
should be getting under
these sheets
we could lie in this bed
but its empty
its empty

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