Thursday, April 30, 2009

Saturday Night Feast

Tonight with no gleam, no gingerly sound.

Another exam for both fidelity behind the infinite silence.

I swear i hate every seconds u bargain for.

Suppose i should supersede my nimble mind currently working on identity.

But YOU are my weakness.

Life is another lesson.

I want a platonic this, unlike your strenuously other.

I write lines for u to read but u dont listen. Could we even overhaul?

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