Dabbling in the free-verse:
You think you're so smart...
but you're not...
I was never your toy
your puppet
your doll.
Lift that veil
show me who you once were.
CARE.
But you'll care too much then, won't you?
My heart is vague;
in the air
dust that scatters as you pass by.
A lone star burns tonight.
See it?
Think of me, and those times...
when the world lay in the palm of our hands
so close to anything that mattered
yet still so far.
Saturday, November 10, 2007
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And who is this supposed to be about?
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