Sunday, July 31, 2011

glimpse of a song from another life

a little rhyme i was singing to some random tune in my head at work last night:

if looks could kill, she'd be a tiger
she'll eat your heart before she blinks
as she recites the words of wisdom
smeared in red above the sink
in her dreams she is a diamond
breaking skin and breaking through
but in her words she is a symptom
so what are we to do?

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