Wednesday, August 28, 2013

Branded



Wasn't I the lucky one to live
Couldn't I have loved you more than this
But if I did love you I'd be dead
My innocence is something to be said
And in a sense it's something to be read
But isn't this a foolish wish
Full of risk for fluid hips
and fluent lips of a fool at wits
with his own fucked up foolishness?
I guess I'd say for you it is.

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