Something stronger than old bias
She will not bail
Will she? Will she not?
Only the room should be a mistake
Only the walls
Never the blood
Steal your present
Not the future still
I check
You fold
Another line. Another sentence, please.
I rest my head upon the table
I will not bail
It will always be your mistake
My gain
The mirror is on the table
I rest my life upon the mirror
I raise
Strangely it sounds better than to rise
Whose word now?
My mistake this time.
Thought you would always be my partner in crime
You bet I was yours
but then
in another town
the dry begin to cry
in the same old another town
in the same old skeletons
in the same almost
almost always far apart
almost always far
There's more than a straight flush to end this
More than mathematics
More than academia
So you have what you asked for
We always get what we ask for
So why won't I ask for you instead?
Why won't you ask me?
we both know a simple clue acts always as the necessary glue
to mend this
to sever this
and it always strikes as a kind of instead
and as a kind instead
numbers adding numbers
and for the time will be
And we both know I am not in the queue for winning a cue in your latest movie
We both know when it's a lie
Feel no shame
Enjoy the game
domingo, 23 de agosto de 2009
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