sleepyskin's Diaryland Diary

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this empty little apartment

defiled, I slept silently.
the bruises didn't show until 2 days later and
for some reason they carried both pride and shame.
(because when we woke you didn't speak.
when we woke we walked around like
seperate people, like
empty hands).
you make phone calls while I sleep.
you dance around subjects like
I dance around truth and
this hollow little place, this
empty little apartment isn't
my home.

12:01 PM - January 05, 2003

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