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how do you argue with empty?

and just when does tomorrow choose

to cut off the pain

are the answers really worth the ache in the searching

when aspects of love become so bitterly convoluted

until the clear recognition of before

gets so blinded

that what is now

seems almost a clownish representation

of what one thought it was only moments before

that has to be the twistedness of perception

no doubt

who am I aching for?

you?

or the you I believed you were

or worse yet

myself in happier circumstance

flailing as I am now in current time

shattered glass can not so easily be restored

there are always pieces lost

and still we must get up, go on

and learn to function again minus a part of us

that was there before

today my love for you hurts like a deep wound

all because you evade me

and deliberately have chosen to hide yourself

from me

for reasons I can not yet fathom

and it hurts to realize

you have done this by choice

or procrastination

and nobody but you

has the cure to make these senseless wounds

of mine heal

so I must ask you

are you soothsayer ( healer)

or heartless bastard

of those many months prior

the answer for me

lays in your words

you've yet even spoken

the question is

in all my 'Damage'

will I even be able to hear them

if you do...............................

(June 22, 2009 246am)