We made a promise,
Time frozen and my heart pounds,
The sun beats down hard on my flesh,
Still,
I walk away,
Its not hard to fill the sketchy shuffle of your shoes...
Your a fucking chameleon,
You pick and choose,
I could find a dozen lovers,
Thats not as many personalities as you,
I am hard grounded,
Dark skin from the bleaching sun,
I know who I am,
I know what I need,
I was never in love with you,
I just wanted to make due,
Thursday, August 20, 2009
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