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So Little Time

So Little Time

What can
We say
That isn't
Said

In the very
Little time
We give
To love?

Between
One drink
Of numbness
And the next,

The vast array
Of substance,
The tender
Vulnerabilities

Of being
Unclothed
In their
Disclosures,

The lost hours
Shrunken
To a maimed
Sense

Of reality,
The fear
Of receiving
Desired love?
Written by runningturtle87
Published
Author's Note
We sometimes worker harder to subvert what we want than we do to obtain it.
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