Sunday, December 09, 2012



We are a passionate movie scene
A desire.. man made
It’s not supposed to be like this
You make me feel so low, worthless, desperate
Then say with your eyes
baby give me a kiss
It’s rusty..
there are sparks flying
from the pieces that grind,
& roll over each other
No longer fitting together
These words fall silently from my lips
Before I grab a hold of you
It’s uncontrollable
The way we touch
We are parts of this machine
Squeaking and screeching
Uncared for
we’ve taken it for granted
Now, it is just used to doing
what it does
We are outdated
You no longer take me on dates
It’s broken,
And we can’t let go
Because somehow this beaten up machine
Still moves

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