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Amy Mar 2011
Where do the words come from?
Where is your inspiration?
Where is the one that said,
I
Love
You.

Really?
Really, are you sure?
Do you want to fall
in
love
with
this.

I don't think you do.

The umbrella that I have
keeps away the rain.
But it's broken.
It doesn't pop up
the right way.

it's slightly off kilter.
like us.
like me.
like you,
like the rest of the
world.

but it works.
it keeps away the rain.
Amy Mar 2011
The silence mocks me
deafeningly clique;
writing the thoughts--
for whose ears?
mixed emotions
a face
a smile
lines that crinkle
around your eyes
what to say--
the words
mock me
like this quiet.
quiet room.
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