Sunday, November 28, 2010

Blown Away

Tell me, please tell me that I'm in the running,

if you know, can you tell me what we're becoming?

You're a stungun that's 5 times as stunning.

you've shot me, and now if I see anyone coming,

honey, instead of us running I'll also start gunning.



Teach me to speak the language of your actions
so you won't have to explain the meaning of your reactions.

You're a distraction and to you I'm smaller fractions.

Slip and fall, cause if I focus on you
Win you and leave so that it's your turn to grieve.

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