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Thursday, January 28, 2016

On a special fatigue



Last sentence, I gave you my heart
The very next hour, I delete it away
Next sentence, to save me from tears
I'll write something really special.

Once written, twice reworked
I keep on writing
Then it burns in my eyes
Tell me, chapter,
Do I recognize you
Well,
It's been a cephalalgia
It doesn't surprise me
(Merry Christmas)

I'll wrap it up and send it
Saying "I'm finished" I mean it
Now I know what a fool I've been
But if I read you now
I know I'm gonna tweak you again

A crowded paragraph, words with tired syllables
I'm hiding from you and your soul of ice
My wordsmith, I thought I was someone to rely on
Me? I guess I need a shoulder to cry on

A sentence on a screen with too many words in its heart
A meaning somewhere in there but I tore it apart
Now I've found a real phrase and I'll never fool me again

Last sentence, I gave you my heart
Right now, I'll cut it away
Next sentence, to save me from tears
I'll quote from something special


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~~ Thanks, Wham!
~~ Okay, break's over.

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