Thursday, January 22, 2009

Aye yie yie

Cryptic words of vanity
to entice me to stay.
But even if I found your key,
you'd push me away.
The moats around your castle
claim victims every day,
yet you weep from your tower
hoping someone finds a way.
Someday.

How many lyrics do
we hide
behind?
Must truth and worth
be hard
to find?

3 comments:

  1. thank you for saying what i don't know how to say
    mine would be slightly different. you probably know how.

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  2. Maybe not. If this were reality, I'd be in the tower.

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  3. hm. me too. funny, how we're so very similar.

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