Sunday, March 7, 2010

You broke me then
You break me now
I stand before you ready to defend my dignity
No need, you do it for me
I am gold, you say, I am pure gold
Oh what you could be if your actions met your words
Oh! what your soul would sing if you listened to the unconventional truth of your future instead of your past.
Do your weary heart a favor and erase the bad memories with me
Put the good ones in your pocket
Save them for later
Don't be happy, don't even think about it
You face says you win, your heart says you lie
I wish you would die.

Epilogue

I've rehearsed it
Over and over
After all that
thinking
All i've come
up with
is
hi.

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