Let this lunatic pass
With his temperamental yet submissive past
Stuttering with Intelligent inspired flair
And caring lips worn down with honest breath.
With worryingly understanding eyes
Often diverted by some sarcastic smile
Cut and altered are those patient hands
Clasping at nothing but stubborn skin.
nervous twitches are my outspoken trait
Generating heat from my irregular pace
I'm spinning around with such a spectacular view
But only my heart is getting dizzy.
Saturday, 27 February 2010
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