Wednesday, August 25, 2010

unknown

Stop saying you love me,
you dont love me.

I dont feel it,
I dont see it.

I dont know it.

You are unaware of everything.

And there is no point
In saying how I feel.

You feel no support,
but i feel no support.


What is holding us together?

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