You are charming
with the smile of a thief
your touch makes me shiver
you mess up all i know and make me go weak
i have to make an active choice to hate you
because you always know what to say
and when you look at me i cant look away
i know your so very wrong
because i believe every word you say
i hate you for this
but with just one smile, a wink and the graze of your hand
this hate disappears
like the smoke of your 5th cigarette.
...so does anyone read this anymore? if not im ok with that.
Monday, November 16, 2009
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