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By Foolish Date: 2002 Jul 30 Comment on this Work [[2002.07.30.10.41.26471]] |
| What is my purpose for you? Why do need me in your life? You slip in and out of my grasp so quickly and easily. And then vanish into thin air, maybe days, weeks or months at a time. And when you come back I'm still there, right where you left me, wrapped around your little finger. Your love is given to others, yet I am your play toy, to come back to when the new gets old and old gets older. I suppose I've become convenient, and I knew if I hung around this is what I'd get. |