Wednesday, September 1, 2010

I get.

Such a low intensity and no room for error
Calculate you every move, should have come sooner...
You're mine. I'm yours, although I think
I have the better bargain here.
I get the sunshine
I get the storm I want.
I get the better,
I get the best.
You get the dark
You get the blood...
You get the sad.
But in the end, I fear you may get my heart.

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