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Subway Stories – Last Ones Alive

July 18, 2012 By Andre Archimbaud

I hold no ill will towards anyone but the likes of you.
You’ve taken all you can & borne no guilt or shame.
Thinking the world owes you something for nothing.

You & yours are the last ones alive.
Those for whom I have any grain of evil.
Those for whom my stomach turns at your site or thought.
Those for whom…my heart’s no longer caught.

Fuck you & die.
You’ve earned no part of my heart
And even less of my mind.

Solemn in my solitude about the ways I feel.
Given time & time again…
No return, just left to reel.

You & yours are the last ones alive.
Those for whom I have any grain of anger.
Those for whom my stomach turns at your word or touch.
Those for whom…my heart’s not in it…not so much.

Fuck you & die.
You’ve earned no part of this coil.
And even less of my soul.

Grateful in my gratitude about ways to move on.
Seeing light beyond this pain.
A certain sort of dawn.

You & yours are the last ones alive.
Those for whom I have any grain of sorrow.
Those for whom my mind burns away.
Those for whom…the rest, I dare not to say.

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