deplorable weight; i've solved a paradox

Mar 19, 2006 09:12

Someone inspire me? But when you love a sinking stone...
You're all listed and ordered, and your days here are numbered. We're lemmings, operator controlled in cyclical patterns of wake and death. A Jack-o-lantern grin lighting your path of another dead-end day; but I guess you know what you want and what I'll never have. I'm a stepping stone with broken legs, the type you leave behind. Nothing but scenery, seen as present but nothing more -
when did I decide to be capable of attachment?
We step outside and I watch your toes hit every crack...you've found me at my best, but it's nothing you notice. The week is over, I'm down again, I wish you were home to me.
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