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Rejection
I burned to be
So I am criminal
Fading before the blossom
Time incalculable
I still can't shake the dream
by Pieter J. Friedrich
inside your head
To steal your soul
trade you for my own
you make me feel cruel
I have offended you
with the stench of love
You turned desire to hatred
Tortured silence begat
a mutilated association
you were on my mind
I yearned for closer
and you felt violated
you can't shrug me off too soon
Yet pig-headed
I'm still shuffling after you
©2007 by Pieter J. Friedrich. Read this for reproduction conditions.