what makes you any different
when you log off during a fight
or when i'm upset or tearing up
and before i am done saying what i have to say
what makes you any different
when you refuse calls
or ignore smses
even though they were my pleas
for response, closure.
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since 17 March 2007
There were two glasses and two chairs
And two people with the one pulse
(Somebody stopped the moving stairs)
Time was away and somewhere else.
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1 comment:
everything. dare you say i am the same? fundamentally different. you feeling the same way doesn't make me the same. i will not lie to you.
i just am not mr know-it-all. sometimes i don't know what to say to make it better. i'm no good at sweet nothings. i am good at sweet, but not nothings.
but i ain't perfect. and i know it.
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