the sky is clearing,
after my nuclear
winter that was you. one
moment at a time, every
now and the nows to
come, are consumed with
you less, and less. your
power over me has
diminished. about time, too,
you know why? because with you,
i'm finished.
Sunday, August 15, 2010
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