Saturday, December 13, 2008

Cut and Break

And if I told you that I loved you
You'd maybe think there's something wrong
I'm not a man of too many faces
The mask I wear is one


*****
So hungry... forage for food...

... deja vu.

*****
For all the justifications
all the aspirations
for all the desires to be different

you walk the walk or talk the talk

I know the truth now
I wouldn't have settled.
I would have dreamt, and perhaps hoped

but at the core of this soul

We had that in common, You and I
We have that in common, YOu and I

call it what you may, commitment phobia...

... or a need to run.

You intimidate me.

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