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|suspensionrings (profile) wrote, |
on 2-27-2005 at 7:42pm
|it's when she leans agains the wall [lichen, cracks in the cement, rust. her eyewhites are yellowed and everything else seemed decayed. she's one with the city today.] and nearly collapses, standing shivering on the edge of tears.
and i try to say, how could anyone. possibly.
and her posture changes slightly and the strength neither of us knew she had straightens her enough to look right into me, and she says, i know i'm not the only one.
and i think she's right. has to be. for my own sake.
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