Tuesday, March 10, 2009

For you, I could never

You've been haunting me for years. Oh, get out of my skin. These chills have found a new home on my spine, playing games, running through my every vien. You were driving me mad, as I drove myself crazy for the taste of someone elses touch. I've got my fingers twisted, hoping one day you'll regret. But, let's face it, the weak never change.

-February 11th, 2009.

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