Apr 28, 2005 16:03
Oneword: Profile.
You like this side of me. My baby greens bright in the sunlight, my nose strong, my smile genuine. You want to keep seeing me like this no matter what they say. You want to believe this is me. but i turn- and you see me. my eyes grow harsh and cold and you remember.
Thanks to oneword.
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like mine. you just never bothered to return it.
instead you have left me calloused and cold, and weak.
i wish, that like iron, i was unbreakable,and oblivious to your scorn.
to be immortal.
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