Friday, October 2, 2009

Foolish Intentions

I'm your dear to a head light
Wounded by love at first sight
Imprisoned by desires
I'm the hopeless romantic
This restless heart
unsolved by semantics
I hate my daily alliance with
silence
Riddled with clues and
afraid of riddicule
You inpsire me most
but how long I was fooled

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