I placed my hand
Into the pool of my discontent
I pulled it out
Your eyes staring into mine
unyielding, unsearchable
I shook it away
The memory of your stare bores into me
impenetrable, invulnerable
It annoys me to death.
Apr 28, 2011
Apr 28, 2011 at 4:29 PM UTC
I placed my hand
Into the pool of my discontent
I pulled it out
Your eyes staring into mine
unyielding, unsearchable
I shook it away
The memory of your stare bores into me
impenetrable, invulnerable
It annoys me to death.