My Talent
By supermutt
The first time you asked What my talents are I couldn't think of a single thing Besides something so bizarre "It's crazy," you thought, "You can't do that" Well you saw it happen, You saw me at bat In our crazy little waltz of love With the steps so foreign and unknown I was so busy watching out for your toes I forgot, and tripped over my own So you see how it is, This little endowment of mine, It's got me going crazy, Always trying to refine As for my talent, I have a certain flair For breaking my own heart Lindsey Nunn, self-breaker, extraordinaire Written April 3rd, 2002 © on Apr 03 2002 04:51 AM PST 18 • 0 • 14
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"The first time you asked..."