the sadness of the seas

i knew a girl
who'd never had her heart broken
(at least not by someone else)
she smiled downward smiles a lot and left
wreckage behind her in rows

something about her always
seemed unreal, like her very existence
was cheating.

but part of me wonders what it must be like
to have malled so many
and been malled by none.

it's sad in a strange kind
of way.

2004-05-17 | 12:59 p.m.
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