Sunday, November 10, 2013

That Son of a Bitch Crossed Me Once

you say, 'bye'
i say, 'hey...what'd you do today?'

at times so hard to reach
we live lives colored by different fabric, peppered with the same spice.
i love you i love you
it's so hard
so hard to decipher our roles

so should I ask what I want?
oh i do, and oh, i know.

i know i know but it feels so far-fetched at this point as it has at every point and will continue to for all of eternity. we always think it's too late. we always think there's no chance; it's over.

well it's never over, and the devil's in my eyes yet again.


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