'so im counting my tears'
till i get over you' -michelle branch


'even the best fall down sometimes
even the wrong words seem to rhyme
out of the dark that fills my mind
i somehow find
you and i
collide....' -howie day

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i consulted three roses,
all bearing his name.
they spoke no words,
telephatic communications.
soon as their petals fell,
blown away by the wind.
the verdict came rolling in.


they floated around me,
in circular motion.
and whispering softly;
as if the words
could bring poison onto the bearer's lips;
as if acid that could corrode their soul.


they spoke in unison,
as the wind died down,
with an air of weary lingering in the air.

'he loves you not....'


and they fell to the ground