Sunday, September 30, 2012

pick me apart until my flesh becomes a puzzle on the floor
you wouldn't know the pieces to place together even if you tore them apart yourself
but go on and continue as if you would
my heart is an easy read to those with hearts that can't speak
you make stories for me
pretend that you really know me
but you don't know where i've left my fingerprints
you don't know where my lovers lips once touched
you don't know what has broken my heart
you don't know which stained glass windows were once my safety blanket
you don't know what ignites my bones
even if i spoke to you the secret that does
you wouldn't
you couldn't
there's no time but the present
it's time to focus on something new
stop analyzing me
start analyzing you

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