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Jan 2015
My heart aches like a cavern
A cracking chasm
That echoes and howls
For no one to hear but myself
Not a single bat calls it home
Only a small trickle of water bleeds out
Among the mud and spots explored, mined ores
That I gave away too easily

I hold her footsteps so dearly
As they're the only thing I have left
She tried to return what I gave so freely
But I could not accept

I screamed to the moon
And mother Mary heard me
She came to fill me with a love so holy
But I could not accept

I see you now
Trying to brave the bridges I've burnt down
Your heart full of beautiful riches
But every step you take only fractures this fissure
I thought I would welcome you in
Fill me up and make our love of equal weight
But I feel more like a thief than a lover
So I cannot accept
Spencer Carlson
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Spencer Carlson  Seattle
(Seattle)   
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