14 December, 2009 at 13:22 (Uncategorized)

When I have something to say
Won’t you listen not just go away
But it’s as if
some naked robot pulls
you to her side
and I am left
as the one everybody may deride
for I am stuck
Like a rainbow painted grey
within the mists of silence.

I am lost, but I have more to say
And I can see you turning away
It is as if
that droneing radio
has some sort of pep to make you go
don’t leave my side
I have promised you this ride
and you have left
your choice
but don’t say I didn’t promise you a voice
you chose
to stay in silence.

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