I really did like you…
As far as human interactions go.
Beyond the jagged edges of
metallic creations,
or the infinite circuitry
passing through information’s…
Like each other passing through one another.
Take a hood off,
waste a smile.
Cold ice glare,
warm caring stare.
Climb a case,
change your ways
to get out of another's
personal space.
Be yourself,
pretend to be someone else.
Have your day,
or put aside.
Love me blindly,
or blind my mind.
Kiss me here,
or have me never.
Pour the rain,
or clog the drain.
You were a victim too,
but they’re still going to charge you…
Very few get away.
Thinking about a society;
One in all or too many in a singular.
Put in place,
undeserved fate.
Stealing from another me...
Being something
I don’t want to be.
It doesn’t make it any better…
On the contrary,
it only makes it hurt more after.
Walk on by…
One of these times
the machine will stall
and it will be interchanged for
something that will not fail to fall.
Cutting me down to one knee,
or a pollution too powerful to last…
This one last time
I’ll watch her pass.
Feb 24, 2018
Feb 24, 2018 at 9:34 PM UTC
I really did like you…
As far as human interactions go.
Beyond the jagged edges of
metallic creations,
or the infinite circuitry
passing through information’s…
Like each other passing through one another.
Take a hood off,
waste a smile.
Cold ice glare,
warm caring stare.
Climb a case,
change your ways
to get out of another's
personal space.
Be yourself,
pretend to be someone else.
Have your day,
or put aside.
Love me blindly,
or blind my mind.
Kiss me here,
or have me never.
Pour the rain,
or clog the drain.
You were a victim too,
but they’re still going to charge you…
Very few get away.
Thinking about a society;
One in all or too many in a singular.
Put in place,
undeserved fate.
Stealing from another me...
Being something
I don’t want to be.
It doesn’t make it any better…
On the contrary,
it only makes it hurt more after.
Walk on by…
One of these times
the machine will stall
and it will be interchanged for
something that will not fail to fall.
Cutting me down to one knee,
or a pollution too powerful to last…
This one last time
I’ll watch her pass.
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