Lay there unmotivated
Doesn't take much 2 flick the light switch
Fake smile, seemingly elated
A ladder maybe, to climb down that ditch
Old moves don't work, two-step out-dated
Use to cut rug, tears still marked by a stitch
But those cold words your voicebox stated
Your hand over your forehead as your fingers twitch
Not at all what i thought it should be, highly over-rated
Or maybe you explained wrong or its a matrix glitch
Because I wouldn't have disposed of this watch, time wasted
Or am i mistaken, at the part of which
That was so dolorous, made you take down negated
No explanation, still stcratching my head, confused itch
No regrets, but if put off and waited
Same story, fuck next time, place switch
Not too much work, uninspired and undedicated
the growing up is poor, but my words are still rich
[sidebar: don't ask me what it means, and if you don't get it, then I did my job]
Monday, May 12, 2008
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Oh Free, I've missed you darling. Welcome back.
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