suspending.

2005-06-04 8:04 p.m.

i spent the night figuratively hiding outside of your door, waiting for the moment of reprieve when i'd decide whether to stay or to leave. nuisance that i am,

i brought the dictonary with me to keep my mouth alive, for fear that if you found me, it would certainly die

and all my chances might pass by, misers in the street.

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