Chris

by I am begining to think it is not worth loving you   Feb 19, 2006


I gaze at you
from across the room
your hair dyed so perfect
your fingers polished so even
your cuts perfectly aligned
i watch you pull
the knife from
your pocket and switch
it open then closed
you gaze back at me
your eys looking so inasent
i can feel your pain
i wanna hold you high
and take all the pain
away from your heart

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