I Am Not Here | |
December 14, 2004 //_ 9:06 PM | |
i've fallen in love with a promise that cannot be kept. behind sewn lips and guarded eyelids, the phrases you wish to conjure from your tongue are kept. until i can find the scissors to free your lips, you won't be able to say a word, my sweet. are you listening? are you here? can you feel me? standing against the frayed altered state of your conscience, i can feel the membranes of every thought you ever dreamt. every emotion you ever wept. i can become so enveloped in you from so far away, but touching you is just too much to say. forgive me for ever believing i did you harm. soon you'll see i never loved you.. and you think you know me. you never knew me. |
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