a word to the wise

Mar 14, 2004 14:48

dont try to peel oranges when they're frozen


Your hearty smile
curses me
I want to
wipe it from your face
The way you gaze
deep in to me
and watch for my
lack of grace

I can find your
every flaw
I know you
can see mine
The ugly smile
extra pounds
and the complete
lack of spine

I fear your glare
its bleakness
because I know you
all too well
Your hateful thoughts
cast upon me
while I coax you
from your shell

I feel you come forward
your quite approach
to criticize
what you see
Then I notice
to my surprise
that that gaze
belongs to me
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