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蒙面人[独出心裁之标新立异]FORSAKEN's Placid contempt Life is not a race,but a pace

Tuesday, March 13, 2007

MINE

MINE

Saccharine voice rings – delight.
Immaculate face shines – I glide.
Glossy black, your diminutive watch.
Watch that draws me to watch
You.

When the day cries foul, when the night descends
A darkness that engulfs me thinks of you.
It speaks of you, a white Ipod set against
The dim background.

Innocence like no other, ripping the skies open.
Rain down love, my dove.

Your frills never chill my heart
Your drills never kill my mind
All I mind is, your presence that binds.

Get to me, talk to me.
Whisper me, into me.
You are you, you make me.
Without you, there’s no me.

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