I'm not suprized
by a maze of words
and whispers. Of miscommunicated lines.
(subtle/faked/forgotten.or.forceful) touching.
You won't see me startled
or confused by your muse.
It's all in my stride,
It's all your [laughable] pride.
One minute's loose.
Drifting,
and lasting.
An ocean of misanthropy.
'Cus you're always to be mine.
As the lies always spoke
themselves. Top happy.
.. and we smile
Friday, 22 January 2010
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