Just because I chose to rhyme,
The lyric laid upon this page,
Doesn’t mean they aren’t mine,
The love, the lonely, the rage,
They tiptoe through your memory,
Experience defines each word,
But the context seems to deviate,
From what I have seen, felt, heard,
Drink them in with bloodshot eyes,
I am unable to intrude,
You think you have a piece of me,
However don’t be misconstrued,
I wave them like a puppet,
Connotation dances on a string,
barely scratched the surface,
Never realize how it stings,
Should one day I you choose to read
A little deeper than you should,
I won’t be held responsible,
I warned you I’m no good,
I hold a smile behind the words,
So simple to bend and shape,
While all the time dreadful thoughts
Play my mind and disguise escape
Should one day you choose to read
A little deeper than you should,
I will be held responsible,
Should have left you when I could.
April 2010
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