Good Morning
I await the hour,
when you and I will collide,
where will all your minds
demons abide,
will you sweep them
under the rug
and glue it down,
will you nail their coffin
shut with a thousand
nails
then bury them deep
in this hollow ground,
push them in the closet
swallow the key,
just to prove you still
love me,
maybe I'll kiss you
for all the ways
you've changed,
take one last breath
I know you'll choke on this.
Copyright © Desiree Tatarazuk | Year Posted 2005
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