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You cover your eyes
and I can't see you.
Citrus sun
brings no colour
just blue that drips
from head and heart
to pool inside my toes.
The sky blackens,
laughs at my fate
yet for you it is only
blue.
Your knife in my back,
I bleed too slowly.
I cover my eyes
but you can see me.
Posted: 2009-09-22 05:38:12 UTC

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