Wednesday, April 29, 2015

Slump


Here I am, as broken as the bottle on the sidewalk
Here I stand, as solid as the key that unlocked your heart. 

You make it so easy to lose myself
You make it so easy to find myself

Here I am, as empty as the lines are drawn between us
Here I stand, as solid as the space that we will fill in

You make it so easy to lose myself
You make it so easy to find myself

Here I am, as ugly as the last conversation
Here I stand, as beautiful as a first kiss

MM 1998

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