Monday, November 5, 2007

Dealing

Misery's tears sting my eyes -- my head is reeling
                        How can you stare at me with no visible feeling
                        Cautious with each layer of me you were peeling
                        You said you could tell my heart needed healing
                        A smile so warm, inviting and appealing
                        Remember how I would use my mouth while kneeling
                        Or grip your skin tight while looking up at the ceiling
                        Memories are as forbidden as the trust you were stealing
                        Happiness and love fade while lies are revealing
                        The sick and cold reality that you would be dealing...

                        My head is still reeling

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