Monday, April 27, 2009

unprepared.

"I can't stay," I say.
"You're a lie," she says.
To your eyes and on your skin I reached your mind," she says.
"Prove me wrong," she says.
"I've been around," she says.
"And all the way with my eyes closed," she says.
"Sit right there," she says.
"Look at me," she says.
"I know a way to make you feel a star," she says.
"Oh my god," I say.
"Oh my god," I say.
"If it's a dream why can't I scream to wake me up?" I say.
I've been around for many days.
I've seen the cities and the planes.
I've watched the ball that comes and goes.
But STILL.
I'm unprepared for you.

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