Monday, July 19, 2010

i thought i knew what i was doing, turns out i was wrong.

tearing me to pieces
i only wish you would
pull away my gruff
exterior
unveil my bruised
interior
appreciate the
splendour
now who feels
inferior?
obviously me
you've exposed my soft
interior
there's nothing special to me
there never was
i don't think there ever will be
at least,
that's what you told me.

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