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post Jun 7 2008, 10:34 PM
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This blank page.
Endless Innovations flashing before my eyes.
So much pain, so much emotion.
Couldnt possibly fit it on on page.

In a way all this writing, these late nights....
Is because of her.
I would not be her, but she called for me.
No longer would I have been able to keep my emotions on lockdown.
She called, I answered and here we are.

Once she finally did read what I wrote to her,
I was amazed.
Couldnt believe that she loved it.
It keeps me satisfied that she loved it.
I thought I could spark a old fire to start burning again
It appears that that fire, will never burn again.
Ive never wanted to be in a Burn Victim Clinic so bad in my life.

She wanted to start talking again.
Friendly gestures exchanged by friends.
I accepting.
When the time came to meet,
I left her right where I did a year ago.
Alone, and scared.
She weeps for recent causes,
I weep for past causes.
Two totally different people, whose eyes will never meet fair ground.

She asked why I didnt come,
I told her what she didnt want to her.
That I didnt want to be friends,
And seeing you again, talking.
Would really be the worst pain.

She accepted it for what it was worth.
Thats all I could ask for.
Moving On.

_______________________© John Minoia 2008

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