Wednesday, February 17, 2010

untitled

these lies
are like your touch
your taste
your lips
in the way you look at me.
i see.
you don't mean it
who would?
who could say anything like love
or forever
when it comes to a wretch like me?
the thing that hurts most
is you never did.
i never even got the satisfaction
of a lie.

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