[january.17.2008.5:57pm.est]
"• noun: distance measured by the time taken to cover it"
-rhyme.poetry.com
an hour was
given for me
to determine
whether or not
four years would
further into time
or would cease,
be put to an end
due to my
negligence of
caring to coddle
ones insecurities.
four years teetered
on your balance's scales
that were unequally
weighing my love.
your intuition
is just as my own
so the lies i told
were seen as they
were.
seventeen voicemails:
audio warnings of
a love soon to go awry.
but you fail to
see that i emotionally
desert others before
they come to exercise
thoughts of physically
leaving me.
Thursday, January 17, 2008
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1 comment:
you have no idea what
type of emotions
you evoke with
your word play kid
its just that strong.
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