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Belligerent Poetry
Untitled #18
it`s long and slow and painful,
this process i remember so well,
faking what can`t be faked,
breaking what
only one of you wants to break,
way down low where things move slow
and unstoppably true
to what you only have to do
beneath all else
worse than heaven or hell,
this moment when love dies
this piece of life where she cries...

-wil 12.02.01