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Aug 2010
my father says
you spread me thin
he doesn't want to see me
dying over you

but my throat swells
with your name
and my heart throbs
with your beat

you only say
you miss me
the ground you stand on
is not a necessity

the liqueur
is your blood
for now the absence
is your love

i built you
eternity
but if that is not enough
please, feel free

to tell me
anytime
now.
copyright 2010
Written by
Craig Reynolds
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