Friday, January 06, 2006

Spectre....

I'm not here
but still you felt me

I've moved on, into the text
and still you heard me

I ran away
and still you cried for me

I never intended
and still you sued me

I crashed the machine
and still you punched the dashboard

I got lost
and still you look for me

I was lucky
and still you hated me

I came home
and still you did all the things above

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