Wednesday, September 12, 2012

Interpolated

if you could read my mind
would you still understand
what's hiding in every line
and thing that I kept in my hand

if it wasn't raining
could you still see me
with words explaining
everything that should be

if you were me
would tears blurred everything you see
everytime I stand in front of you
but see only through

but night has fallin
obscuring the scars on my skin
preying my last comfort
cutting every shadow short

yet I am still here
but no longer endear
as yet disappear
to none but darkness shall I adhere


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