Dry and vicious sense of sarcasm
Uncanny logic that strikes you down
Twisted power of perception and insight
Eyes that seek the weakness in each argument
The dark essence of air behaving as water
Where feelings make room for harsh wisdom
A hollow sense of isolation
Covering up for dissatissfaction with life
Where desillusionment and inability
Bring a matter to conclusion
I am unable to get pass this difficult situation
As I have a heart of glass...
I believe not that this keen logic
Will ever allow, for you to get in, move closer to my heart
While procrastination and indecision
Keep me looking for the one I truly want...
Auteur: ~Tanith~ | ||
Gecontroleerd door: Firebolt | ||
Gepubliceerd op: 25 augustus 2004 | ||
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