You are exactly the same person that I thought you were
A simpleton when it comes to love
A hedonist and that is all
Selfish to the point of making the meaningful meaningless
All you are is a reoccuring disappointment
A faker
Until even faking it bores you
You tell the truth to free yourself of yourself
You lock me in tears
You smile because seeing the emotion you cannot feel
is the closest you'll ever get to being human
Friday, January 2, 2009
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