Thursday, December 15, 2011



I watch the silence enter the room
like a cheap perfume takeover
this silence stench seems to cloud my compassion
for you and what we've become

Do I share your thoughts
like I share the past memories
of someone brand new?

People you've created for me
to stare at
to fight with
to deny they were ever apart of you

I'd like to think this is all my fault
wouldn't want to put this on you
because if it were up to fight or flight
I would have already flew.

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