inconspicuously,
quietly,
and out of the blue,
it is always in that fashion
that i will hear from you.
it is once i am healed,
satisfied,
and content,
that you slither back into my present.
but i am strong,
fierce,
and unbreakable, my dear dear x,
even in a moment of weakness,
come curse. hit hex.
Monday, November 15, 2010
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