Thursday, June 24, 2010

faulty

why am i so slow in falling

to pieces?
nothing affects me
until its too late.
and the damage is done.

asleep?
nothing will soothe me
until its too late.
and the dawn sun has risen.

in love?
nothing shall catch me
until its too late.
and the embrace has flown.

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it must be in the wiring,
where's the repair robot?

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