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miércoles, 27 de abril de 2011

a sad little ending.

eight year old sinking into the wall.
begging to be loved.
begging to be freed from the cage you fashioned out of your own silence.
and resignation.

resigned.
pathetic.

eight year old waiting for redemption
waiting till childhood turns broken turns dull
waiting
counting dreams and thoughts
that never became outcome
became true

counting
and waiting
until the same eight year old is nailing hope to the wall
in the form of girl after woman after stranger

falling victim to the unbridled libido of a grown man.

eight year old fashioning boners out of time.

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