Monday, October 17, 2011

disenchanted. disillusioned. displeased. displaced.

my face deserves to be kissed true
i don't want to feel
thought love was something we knew

they all drink away their lives
i fall in love with them
unable to decipher truth from lies

having learned this, i feel stupid
there are cages in bars
not cheering glasses held by cupid

a confusing, wobbly, dark place
my heart will die within
i need love, light and open space

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