...the past beats inside me like a second heart...
Monday, February 8, 2010
Over and over and around and around
It is so simple – the way in which we so often love those who do not deserve it.
And something it is us –
the undeserved, who tread on hearts like bicycle pedals.
Over and over and around and around.
I am the lover this time,
And I am being pushed deeper
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