I could not
stop my trembling hands
I am slave
to sorrow
my bruised knees are going numb
I am dumb for you.
I have not
known sleep since you left,
I am blind
to solace
my swollen eyes are throbbing
I am ill with grief.
I will not
rinse you from my bones
I am deaf
to reason
my foolish heart is stubborn
I am yours alone.
Sep 3, 2012
Sep 3, 2012 at 8:47 PM UTC
I could not
stop my trembling hands
I am slave
to sorrow
my bruised knees are going numb
I am dumb for you.
I have not
known sleep since you left,
I am blind
to solace
my swollen eyes are throbbing
I am ill with grief.
I will not
rinse you from my bones
I am deaf
to reason
my foolish heart is stubborn
I am yours alone.
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