vivadiva

saccharine sweetness gives me a bigtime mental diabetes.

Monday, April 09, 2007

*shrugs* :(

Step one you say we need to talk
He walks you say sit down it's just a talk
He smiles politely back at you
You stare politely right on through
Some sort of window to your right
As he goes left and you stay right
Between the lines of fear and blame
And you begin to wonder why you came

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