I am not cunning enough
To hide my feelings beneath words
and inside of actions.
They have a life of their own
and guile motions
they lace themselves
in
out
and through
the letters and syllables of conversation.
They infuse themselves in my minutes
making each hour a painful exercise in
determination.
The bottom line is
You win.
My cards are better than
on the table.
They are in your hands...
all of them.
Play me as you choose.
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You will never read this, so I do not have to fear your eyes or your expression.
I thought we were friends. You have no idea what that means. The silly, stupid, ricidulous thing is that I still believe in you...
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To hide my feelings beneath words
and inside of actions.
They have a life of their own
and guile motions
they lace themselves
in
out
and through
the letters and syllables of conversation.
They infuse themselves in my minutes
making each hour a painful exercise in
determination.
The bottom line is
You win.
My cards are better than
on the table.
They are in your hands...
all of them.
Play me as you choose.
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You will never read this, so I do not have to fear your eyes or your expression.
I thought we were friends. You have no idea what that means. The silly, stupid, ricidulous thing is that I still believe in you...
old journal entry
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