Sunday, October 4, 2009

16.

RoundSeven:emotionalattachment. [100409]


You taste like fire
Burning holes in my tongue
No one will ever know how much we've done.

& you'll never know how much I never cared.
I'm playing Love off a dare.
Whether you stay or go,
It won't matter because
I adore being alone.

Try breaking me in pieces,
I'm cold as ice.
Try to melt my heart,
The way I protect it's a form of art.

You feel soft like silk,
Too much of you will make me ill.

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