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Saturday

By: Paul Durie (Mathematics)
Competition Year: 2012
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Sad eyes.
You always have sad eyes
For the first time
You have sad eyes.

I should never have seen them.
I could’ve been far away;
A life lost in its own world.
But I came back.

Sad eyes and cold steel.
Your pretty warmth
Makes it bearable to touch
Only just.

I should never have felt that.
I could’ve been far away;
A life lost in its own world.
But I came back.

Cold steel and a weighted body.
Supporting you now
Not holding you
What have I done.

I should never have held you.
I could’ve been far away;
A life lost in its own world.
But I came back.

You’re heavy in my hands,
Your skin is pressed against mine,
They’re coming in,
You’re eyes are not on me
I don’t care.
You’re quiet
We’re all so quiet.
Home. Sleep. Forget




I’m glad I came back.
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