Eloquently you lay out a simple set of words
Thoughtfully we analyze
Its become a stale taste
I familiar scenario
Repeated dream
Whats keeping me from turning away?
What is different?
Strutting down the corridor
Avoiding pointless banter
Heading B-line straight to you
Why must you whisper things
Which I cannot respond with
Anything other than a smile
Cut the wire
Fall Down the stairs
Getting into
A plot line with
The Stakes so high
Raise your Hand
Wink your eye
Step out the door
We have exploded
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
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