Monday, October 29, 2007

Why I Was Mad

It was the other day, we walked

Knowing your heart was elsewhere

I'm sure you often wondered, what I thought
You often ask and your honesty scared me

I often lie, as you know
Especially when I'm mad

It was cold out, the taste of cold
was around like a cloud

It felt like you told me-lies

They would be able to take in
If they were, but they weren't.

Instead it was embraced
Held together-and I smiled.

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