I can't look into your eyes
Anymore
Dearest friend
And not see
How much has changed
Can't you know
That
Isn't right ?
That
Doesn't have to hurt you?
Stinging thread
And dull needles
You use
To sew up the brightness
The songs
As you pack
Your exhaustive
Dainty girlishness
In a cracked metal bag
It hurts me so
To drive this wedge
Into our friendship
After so long
But I can't stay
Because I'm afraid
That if I look into your eyes
I'll see my own pain
Reflected there
Jan 11, 2013
Jan 11, 2013 at 1:17 AM UTC
I can't look into your eyes
Anymore
Dearest friend
And not see
How much has changed
Can't you know
That
Isn't right ?
That
Doesn't have to hurt you?
Stinging thread
And dull needles
You use
To sew up the brightness
The songs
As you pack
Your exhaustive
Dainty girlishness
In a cracked metal bag
It hurts me so
To drive this wedge
Into our friendship
After so long
But I can't stay
Because I'm afraid
That if I look into your eyes
I'll see my own pain
Reflected there
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