11.23.2009

What Makes Things Break Up Like They Do?

I know that I lied.

I told you to be good,
And to do what you should.

I'm sorry.
I told you that I lie.

Perhaps at another time,
You'll remember why.

I didn't know that I would
So I guess that I'm worse.

I wanted to let you,
And that's why I told you.

I'll try to be true,
But I break up like things do.

I know that I lied.
Just.

Know that I cried.

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