2003-06-19 - 6:42 a.m.
with the passage of time
love can assuage the crime
it can heal the pain
overcoming disdain
because it doesn't run inside
or try to find a place to hide
from the rain
it's insane
the way it never gives up hoping
no matter how the grade is sloping
it's the greatest form of coping
till it's gone
then you're alone
and you're on some lonesome marrow in your bone
it gets so boring
and you're ignoring
the joints that won't permit the corpuscles to pour in
to the cellular activity that you're in
and so you feel so internationally foreign
like an outsider who cannot but kick the door in
but there's a love beyond whatever slips your moorings
and I promise you it's not like one-night-scorings
it's like the One who all alone deserves adoring
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