The smoking gun still in your hand as I walked in the room
the accusation left unsaid and you still think to this day I didn’t
see the crime in progress. You think that just because I said I trusted
you that I never wanted something more than just love.. I never wanted
you.. I just wanted to be in that four letter word... I wanted to be in love..
Be in love is a powerful chip in the poker game of life... If you think love
is involved, your more likely to kill yourself... so what’s wrong with breaking
your heart? Its just part of the math equation... Its the equals sign.. It tells you
when your finished doing the math. It lets you know that no matter what, your still
hitting equals. Either your zero, or their zero. One way or the other, Love it hard.
Its all you have until you love no more.
I don’t care, walk over me like you always do...
I care not for the lies you spit off acid laced tongue...
I shrug off the penis jokes and the last attempt...
I shudder in contempt to think of that mental agenda...
Equal.

10/20/2003

Posted on 10/20/2003
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