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By Ali Date: 2003 Oct 18 Comment on this Work [[2003.10.18.05.58.12108]] |
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Your eyes promised to know me, But you pushed me away again, and I've Slipped away again, like silence Spilling out from behind a secret, you cannot Find me here--there's nothing to discover, Nothing to salvage, no kind word that could Save face, save grace--why don't you put in it your pocket And keep it for a rainy day--I don't need it now. I write this heart to no one, certainly not to you, But perhaps to exercise these dangers seething, Like a fever underneath my skin. I cannot begin again, I won't stoop to waste my time, and this is less Than I ever bargained for, this is not what I Envisioned or expected from you; one trap, One smile, and a thousand different lies, And your eyes? They hold nothing. |