coffee splattered, your winter clothes tattered
with the memories and recognition of a failing love
you're recognition lost in a system
and you can't even cry out above
so we imitate
we don't want to be beguiled
our risky thoughts intimidate
so lets just pretend a while
restless contemplation, you're trying to matter
and their opinions breed a hostile reconciliation
visions and fears we lock inside
and I can't even cry out above
so we imitate
we don't want to be beguiled
our risky thoughts intimidate
so lets just pretend a while
and can you imagine
a love unaltered by
the prejudice of truth
Thursday, January 15, 2009
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