Monday, February 28, 2011

Are you tiring of these lame ass poems yet?

I am ashamed to think that anyone could see me through such eyes...
For this devotion I am unworthy to receive
For the distance and the hours and the minutes and the days
Have left a tainted memory and a heart upon your sleeve...
So, I will try my hardest, to maintain the sense of trust
For this devotion I am unworthy to obtain
And love the distance and the hours and the minutes and the days
Until there is no space and we are one again...

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