an attempt to tip the scales

losing what i love in a mess of details

Wednesday, October 27, 2004

take it slow

by white horse

i cant stand the way
she clings to him

like he is more then an arm
she looks good on.

and i know that she loves him
i know that. so dont think im a cynic
dont think im being cute
or poetic
or any of that.

there is a strength and weakness in silence

but girls can never differentiate.

1 Comments:

At 10:11 PM, Blogger localpoet said...

reading this again made me cry

 

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