Wednesday, January 26, 2011

ctrl+alt+delete

amputated feelings bringing
cold corpses to life
are you reading this?

i am not a lunatic
just a writer
or maybe an actor
i've never been able to decide

but you could

twisted knife
slowly kills all but love
are you reading this?

i am not a fool
only a lonely grown up child
still trying to understand
what you seem to know

or think you do

silence
tears
don't forget to delete
yeah, don't forget that

delete

i may never find the words
to fill in the blank spaces
of who i am
but you will always be one word
delete
delete
delete
my memory

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