Friday, January 8, 2010

The Deep End

I cannot allow my world to be defined by the constraints of your skin
Though when you touch me
It’s as if I turn
From the outside
In
What was pure
Now is tainted
And there’s no one to blame but me
Yet for some reason I keep wanting to dive
Into you
Swim amongst the fishes that once
Drank the water from your vitamin deprived sea
There’s no lifeguard
Though if there were it wouldn’t matter
He’d be busy saving the ones that wanted saving

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