Burning, your eyes are focusing your message.
Pleading, you've never begged so hard before.
Churning, emotions play across your visage
it isn't pretty.
Anger is just a tool you use to bind me.
Sadness is what you fake to bring me back.
Journeys begin when we can shed the baggage.
I'll take the first step.
dawn 10/05/11
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