A Similar Act of Confusion
By OnceUpon
Waiting for a call, That's all I'm doing. Out on a limb Perched above the rest They wait to see if I fall, To see if I scream To see if I bleed. Though its not suicide I contemplate, But love. Now you understand, I can see the confused happiness Of days having loved someone, Glimmer behind your eyes. And you know that No amount of hiding Will obscure those memories. For even now the love runs deep, And true. Written January 26th, 2002 © on Jan 26 2002 12:52 AM PST 0 • 8
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"Waiting for a call,..."