domingo, 30 de março de 2008



















Drop dead gorgeous
That's how you look to me,
Stripping me of my dignity as I watch
Pervertedly defenseless
I put my chest out
To be reached
Nothing comes to me
Negative spaces
Dripping out,
Out of my barely conscious mind

But you'll never know,
I don't even want you to
Or you'd be taking advantage
Not that I don't want to
But that's how these shiny droplets go
The first step is only yours
And the path leads to the cellar door.

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