Love,
I admired your flawless features
Your cool nature, not of myself.
Greed,
I wished every ounce of you
Was every 28.35 grams of me.
Remorse,
Drenched in the sweat of my doings
I face not only the tomorrows
But every last one of the todays.
Monday, October 26, 2009
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