my existence don't matter to you,
and so your existence is of nothing to me.
you would not think about me,
and so my thoughts about you are empty.
a couple more times, and maybe i'll sleep.
a couple more times, and maybe i'll forget.
a couple more times, and maybe this fastasy will end.
Saturday, September 10, 2011
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