Crumbling heart Wednesday, Mar. 10, 2004 When I came home tonight, there were robbers in all rooms of the apartment, one in each. The guy in the living room took away my couch. The guy in the kitchen took away my ice cube. The guy in the bathroom took my drop of hot water. The guy in my bedroom took away my brain. The guy in Javier's room took my hand. And then, I opened the closet door... No one was in there, because it was not good enough. |
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