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Thursday, 29 July 2010
11:19:57 AM (GMT)
The last time that I saw your face
Made me look the other way
Was so cold, so plain.

Maybe had I kept these eyes
Glued to you, so victimized
You could see right through my lies.

I know that you expect more from me
Than my stupid conveyed jealousy
And I'm sorry you just couldn't see my reality.

But the last time that I spoke with you
Your words sang a year old tune
Something I wish I didn't lose.

This time around
My expectations are hardly sound
As if they ever were
Since you've been found

I lack the proper sanity
To connect with common humanity
I wish that you could come to agree
And just be with me.

This plague that you've infected me with
Will kill me in my very last breath
Not curable is how I've been left.

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