Monday, May 7, 2012

Stuff my love in your drawer full of broken hearts

When I say I love you and you reply
that's truly when my heart
and my love begins to recede
not from you
but from myself

How could I be so foolish
to think that you could
love me back

Reciprocal love is what makes the world turn
don't let anyone tell you different
No amount of money, drugs, or fame can be a substitute

I stand still and watch everyone
go throughout their day without interacting
because my world hasn't been turning for a long time

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