9/14/2004

Now Playing: this little poem I stole from a bad people's xanga

contracts are meant to be broken
vows are meant to be void
but lies are sacred themselves
because truth is too cheap to say
my truth has left me empty
void and broken
broken still and unrequited
so that hope still remains
that i may be requited once again


ya know what. this blurb of literary text. it's good, but screams something a whiny depressed kid would like. This i don't like

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