The blinding truth that you hide effortlessly
The opaque mask that shields your reputation
For don’t walk the streets aimlessly
Evaluating the lines of communication
For a sponge will only soak up so much hurt
Before its contents unfold upon the sky
As your exhaust fumes cause stars to divert
Banishing dreams that you so wish to stay dry
So rate not your heartache on a league table
For numbers do not correlate with emotions
Instead give these incurable aches a label
A devotion that drives your heart into motion.
Feb 21, 2011
Feb 21, 2011 at 2:12 PM UTC
The blinding truth that you hide effortlessly
The opaque mask that shields your reputation
For don’t walk the streets aimlessly
Evaluating the lines of communication
For a sponge will only soak up so much hurt
Before its contents unfold upon the sky
As your exhaust fumes cause stars to divert
Banishing dreams that you so wish to stay dry
So rate not your heartache on a league table
For numbers do not correlate with emotions
Instead give these incurable aches a label
A devotion that drives your heart into motion.
February 2011.
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