Tuesday, February 14, 2012

Day 45/366

Lovesick Reminiscence
I wrote a love song once,
But tore it apart,
For they didn't seem like my mind's words,
Just those of my heart.

My cold, cold heart,
Estranged by too many,
If you wish to know more,
I'll share my thought for a penny.

There was that bespectacled boy,
Then it was him who made me puke,
There was the one who felt unreal,
And then the one who could cook.

I don't want to find another lover,
Or the one to share my life with,
Just leave me to my words,
I don't want to be loved or famous or rich.

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