And plunged into the depths of my heart?
A bear-like hunger ravages my soul
Wreaking havoc in every corner of my existence
How can I free myself from your grasp?
What will fill your hunger and save me?
Salvage what’s left of my tattered longings?
Is there no way to peer over the walls of this labyrinth?
Just give me direction enough to right myself.
A sigh, a smile, a brush of fingers,
A brush off.
That’s all I ask.
TL
3:37am
15 January 2005
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