Friday, January 1, 2010

battle

i'm about to walk,
he says let me tell you my last thought,
he speaks and i drift into a deep fog,
i get lost,
i forgot to hold on,
drifting deeper and deeper...

what i am doing?
will the mirror recognize me in the morning?
he holds a certain gesture when we're together
do you want it? do you want me?
and i can't tell whether this is reality,
could this truly be me?
my mind is telling me, don't give in.

my heart pounds faster... i think he might win.

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