Friday, September 24, 2010

D.

Pierce me with those green eyes,
It's a pleasure I'll settle with, for now.

Rely on me for simple conversation,
I'll satisfy your needs, if you please.

Ask of me your solitude,
I won't cross these grey and manipulable boundaries.

Raise me up and tear me down,
I need to be reminded of reality.

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