Thursday, August 16, 2012

Wrong Wiring

"I have weaknesses like all my brothers do. 
An objectifying eye and hands that follow suit. 
Some ugly allergy to the true love on my plate. 
Wrong wiring, connections I can’t make. 



Said, "I need to walk away
Speak no argument, you're nowhere close to sure;
I'm sorry, Love, 

But I don't have time for sorry anymore.""

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