Thursday, July 14, 2005

My expectations are so high
Knock me down, I'll hit the ground
And Cry.
You act so cool watching from away
As susie cuts me, she fucks me
To your dismay.
Am I wasting time?
Ceiling fan spins, second hand within
For this rhyme.
Come kiss me
Who we are? We're the stars
I give to thee.
Look in my eyes,
Would I lie? To the sky?
Our love is.

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