Dec 10, 2005 20:08
Your thoughts are strong
Steady
Bricks in this house you build
(At least you try)
And you'll be damned if
Anyone
Any woman
Makes you lose your place again
Forget where you left off
She was so innocent
So bewitching
But innocent
A precocious child
(At least that's how she seemed)
And you let yourself give in
Swept into softer places
Softer corners
With cracks in the walls
Did you know
You let in the rain
With her
(I'll bet you learned)
And that is why
You keep me locked out
At night
Shivering in the cold
Under your bare porch bulb
Watching through the window
As you practice
Strength
Against the one
Who makes your
Bricks
A home
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