Wednesday, February 24, 2010

On the dark side of my heart

There’s my self hiding from you

And I visit him whenever you’re gone

So I don’t lose myself

There are shadow on my speech

That reveal my sadness

Having breakfast

Seems like a trip to the museum

With hundreds of “don’t touch”

Some subjects are forbidden on my tongue

And would I dare to get caught thinking

A horrible punishment shall I receive

While I’m more horrible

For ever having looked twice

I must stay silent.

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