August 16, 2009
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Promises are bare and empty,
when they hold no meaning.
Worthless and unhelpful,
forced and you are faking.

Sad lyrics on a broken record,
listen to the sorry words.
Stubborn and persistent,
won’t stop until they’re heard.

Mirror the relationship,
stare into the reflection.
What stares back invisible,
we had nothing in common.

Actions become weak and dead,
attempts unheard of and bizarre.
Strange and unfamiliar,
don’t know who you are.

I don’t know who you are.

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