Rubber Bands

by Beatriz Zamora   Dec 2, 2006


I keep my promises, I say.

I keep them too, you say.

you cheating liar, I think.

you manipulative cheat, you think.

We should talk more, I say.

I agree, you say.

In your dreams, I think.

When i'm dead, you think.

You look happy, I say.

You look good, you say.

I look like crap, I think.

I feel like crap, you think.

Well I have to go, I say.

Yeah, me too, you say.

Since you're gone... , I think.

Since you're gone... , you think.

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