Disarm me with your smile

Saturday, May 17, 2008

"...for whatever we lose (like a you or a me)

It's always ourselves we find in the sea..."

E.E.Cummings

1 Comments:

  • Come and see
    I swear by now I'm playing time against my troubles
    I'm coming slow but speeding
    Do you wish a dance and while I'm in the front
    The play on time is won
    But the difficulty is coming here

    I will go in this way
    And find my own way out
    I won't tell you to stay
    But I'm coming to much more
    Me
    All at once the ghosts come back
    Reeling in you now
    What if they came down crushing
    Remember when I used to play for all of the loneliness that nobody
    notices now

    By Anonymous Anonymous, at 22 May, 2008  

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