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Mar 2012
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
Written by
Edward VanHoose
451
   Aidyl Ecarg Nella and ---
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