Song out of Silence

Thursday, January 8, 2015

You sacrifice my perspective
(Which is less than thoughtful of you)
Each time your intellect kisses my own
And the most cruel of jokes you play on me 
When you show me your heart, which cannot be mine
…I do not know if I would take it, if it were offered.
You are but a stranger in a friend’s body
Posted by Maggie Mae at 9:01 PM
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