Wednesday, September 21, 2011

FAIR IS FOUL, AND FOUL IS FAIR


I am addicted to the truth. Yet, Love thought me how to lie. Life thought me that what I do not know it doesn’t hurt. Come on Lover, tell me something, something true! Dance with me.

Without truth we’d be animals.

At the end we all want to be happy. Why don’t try lying for a change? Smile at me, lie to me. Tell me what I want to hear. Be kind. I’m too young.

You don’t know me. There is still part of my face that you haven’t kissed. You don’t know what makes me come, what makes me stay. You don’t know because I am just gone. I cried when I should, I laughed when I could. But you don’t know if you were wrong. You left because you can.

It didn’t even hurt, pain is real. But I remember everything. You are someone else, I am still right here. Millions miles away.

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