Thursday, May 6, 2010

How do I ask you my reasons
When I know you’ve been
Through the worst and
Why do I open my mouth?
Why don’t I open my eyes?
And see you there

It’s because I am
Makes me this way
Don’t look now,
You’ll catch me
Arm-deep in your head
Searching for your heart
Which if I tell you
You’d hurt me right there

Finally I’d say
Sod the tears
If I had to go
Well, it was anyway

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