Tuesday, December 22, 2009

I'm a thoughtful fucking writer

I'm using someone else's actions because they're safer
If you say I love you and I say it back, then I'm safe from conflict for another day
Yet if you say those same words and I tell you that I really need to get away from you
you're going to cry. You're going to feel terrible.
So What? I learned how to type from a computer program.
I learned how to write from a book.
I know what I look like because I saw my self in a mirror.
Hey, look at that can of Pomegranate soda. Wasn't it delicious.
Well, it was until I reached the bottom of the can, when I began to hate the sweetness.
Oh, it was so refreshing in the beginning.

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