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****** Babble

I'm running running & running yet you still attract

Intuition forever exact

Yet I continue to ignore it's fact

 

As you put on a show, your pace painfully slow

You've become a foe as your true colors flow

Why is it so hard to admit what I already know?

 

Your eyes no longer hold that something I hoped to attain,

My pure intentions all expressed in vain

 

You're broken, my heart is open

Your touch is something I beckon

Your lack of attention is something I attempt to examine

I guess I lied, you can't be broken

Looking in from my world

Your heart is already much too frozen

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Oct 14, 2012
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