I sat there drinking tea. You told me how you’d hurt yourself today. How there was nothing I could find that could not be found. About the moon and the stars and the gifts they gave. Colour blind. I’d stumble in your footsteps. Wednesday, October 17, 2007
The Tea
I sat there drinking tea. You told me how you’d hurt yourself today. How there was nothing I could find that could not be found. About the moon and the stars and the gifts they gave. Colour blind. I’d stumble in your footsteps. 
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3 comments:
this is beautiful.
Always. You may join me for tea anytime. Me.
I am blessed...blown away.
I speak of my scars, you look past them.
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