YOU in a box

September 7, 2011
Confusion and anger; a swirly tornado,
What am I going to do now?
I can’t stand what you’re doing to me.
I miss the electricity of your skin.
You’re in my dreams: you’re my insomnia.
Flutter, flutter my butterfly heart;
You pull the beautiful wings.
Final question:
what do you want from me now?

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