Thursday, April 15, 2010

turning

sometimes i lay down
and everything around me
turns to snow
and my stomach turns
and everything
turns.

just like you
turned
on me
and yourself
and everybody giving you
everything.

i don't need your strength
because it's superficial
and i have plenty of my own
and i'm taking it
far, far, far
away from this place.

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