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Good pain

I don't understand why people

would think pain is good, you said

or something to that affect

while we played cards

 

to divert ourselves,

or at least me,

from the not-so-secret longings

to touch even the smallest

 

portion of you, even

the smallest portion

all the while the yearning

aching inside my chest

 

ready to explode

and the pain was good

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Mar 20, 2012
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