Monday, January 28, 2008

Don't reply

Don't reply

Your smile is my frown
Your up is my down
Your day is my night
Your left is my right
Your happy is my sad
Your joy is my mad
Your touch is my tap
Your world is my map
Your wealth is my poor
Your commitment is my whore
Your house is my room
Your summer is my june
Your car is my feet
Your career is my 40+hrs a week
Your shopping is my browse
Your then is my now
Your month is my year
Your trust is my care
Your voice is my hush
Your love is my lust

And to know now, why I'm not good enough

I still walk with my head held high
As my heart cries out
I so... miss that guy

Enjoy your day!
And remember,
Don't reply...

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