Damn I'm such a good writer. I should use this in a slam
When Two becomes 1
I kissed the girl
As if to say goodbye
TwiceWith her eyes closed shut
Clever she thought it
Knowing more or perhaps less
Than he had assumed
How hurt do you want to be
Her words spoke aloud
My silence betrays me
I watch her head float away
Leaving absence in its place
Bombs were sounding in the near distance
I was trying not to be frustrated
Of the persistant alarms
Until I fell quickly
Into realization that at all costs
I had just lost her completely
Franticly I bathed her taste in the dirt
Grit staining my teeth
My faithful hands empting my pockets
of the flowers she had refused
Surrounding me the smell of smoke was intising
Tonight the smoldering earth was
A brillant translucent green
I couldn't resist watching the city blaze
Even if I were against that sort of thing
Thursday, January 28, 2010
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