Wednesday, 17 March 2010

A minute to write : 21:29:08 - 21:30:10 - 17th March 2010

I hear those words
"you're barely breathing tonight"

It echoes a chore of those days
of these nights, and of your silence.
Side to side we lay,
In your arms we'd be apart.
Always slept facing away from you,
such disgust, and such fear.

Maybe, just maybe
You'll be barely breathing tonight.
[to hear you]

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