What’s the problem?
Eyes I can’t control
Pulling you into places I will not go
Icicles form around your lips
“Why are we talking then?”
Trust is such a fragile thing
Watch it break.
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October 31, 2008
What’s the problem?
Eyes I can’t control
Pulling you into places I will not go
Icicles form around your lips
“Why are we talking then?”
Trust is such a fragile thing
Watch it break.
October 31, 2008 at 7:47 pm
I had no idea you wrote poetry. It has a profoundness and a dark ironic humor that is refreshing. Well done my friend.