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I catch a ghost of myself in the glass of the freezer section at the supermarket.
I look so tired, a little lost.
My hair shines, but my eyes are dull.
My skin is pale.
Where has the life of me gone?
I have tried to be full of it, since this New Year has started to swell,
but the cat's out of the bag
and I am wishing for a ticket out of here.
Find something for my eyes to feast upon, to re-ignite my heart.
I'm so full of hot air,
but not floating,
and so loaded with cliches,
but too tired to do away with them.
I'm not looking to be saved,
perhaps except,
just by myself.
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Posted by Lucymarian on 2008-01-05 13:26:00 | Rating: | Views: 60
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