they fell to the earth
"since the soul in me is dead, better save the skin"
Monday, December 21, 2015
I like you, I will scream
Along with other useless things
Tangled up in facial expressions
And your wordless poetry
But as many metaphors as you speak
You'll fail to see through mine
You won't hear me, you won't hear me
What I say is my disguise
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