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Mike is looking
At me ?
Through a window
I wave
Like he’d see me
Looking through the window
Weeping ?
I face the same way
Like a window.
For once try to say some
Thing new
Something that may interest me
Not you.
I am famished I starve for Mike yet I never hunger long greedy you say?
I like to play hide and seek yet I get bored quick maybe you sway?
I’m sorry Mike sometimes I forget about you
And I forget about you too
You lost your number one fan.
I walk home following the same curve everyday from the beginning to the end nothing changes but me.
Exsangue, absente, ailleurs, en attente
Alone, abashed, safely, unknown.
1 comments:
J'aime beaucoup le 34
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