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Sunday, October 18, 2009

nothing

It's cold; the layers have melted away.
It's exposed, raw, aching.

There's nothing left to shelter the pain.

It was snowing just last night,
It felt like home, and now
It is grey.

It felt like something worthwhile,
It was hard to take it in;
It's useless.



It's over now.