Tuesday, November 1, 2011

Alone at the Mad Tea Party

a picture of smiling faces framed on the desk behind me calls attention to a happier time
convicted by familiar places named by regrets remind me of intentions i can't ever resign
like a dream from which i woke too soon
do you see what i mean is i so miss you
it's not right
saying goodbye
to dreaming

so will you sleep if you can
'cause i can't
you need it more than i do
not sure yet who i am
i recant
harsh words i once claimed true
and i wait now
and i'll keep on hoping
the choice is yours to make
just lay down
i'm fine with knowing
that my heart's still yours to break

Shoelace.

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