Nicola-Isobel H · Oct 23, 2011
Still The Same

Tell me,
Do I smell of poison,
You never minded before,
I guess I took it too far,
The taste is too much now,
You always liked that,
I never thought you'd change,
Just notice for once,
I'm still the same

©Nicola-Isobel H.        23.10.2011
 
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