Friday, May 05, 2006

I don't want to stare at this hole forever.

Sooner or later you become the monster you create.

In your eyes I have met my fate

And been mastered by it.

A lie is a poor substitute for the truth.

But every thought I have is false.

Would that I could be your pulse.

And go straight to your heart.

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