Monday, November 29, 2010

Get out of here.

Here I'm in your living room
Or your garden
why?

You and I are different
My pains to your pains
Positions being the same
Insane
Change?

We compare
And how do you experience
A place that you never own
I worship you woman
What?

I love you
Yes I do
Sign me in
Let me ride you the high town
Pretending?

Some rose
And oil
on tuesdays and all your days
Is your life in hiding
Asking?

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