dinsdag 13 april 2010

Poisened

I can speak to you in words
But you don’t seem to hear
You’re like a different language
Which only gives me fears
My rejecting heart
Is not the best start
When you are near
My conscience
My pride
My perfect way to hide
For temptation
Lust
Encourage
And trust
It’s my magnificent overview
Of what I could do
If the mirror rejected
A beauty infected
By you.

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