Monday, May 03, 2004

Try imagining a place where it's always safe and warm.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."



okay looking at my naked left hand...
today I miss my ring...
looking at the mark that is still there on my finger...
I am torn in two...
trying to find a way to make it all come out okay.

angry and confused....
angry at the smallest things
like an empty ring finger.

grrr

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