Monday, December 14, 2009

artificial love.

now the excitement's over
you've taken everything from me
that you wanted.
don't you see?
the pain, seering through my veins
and it's your fault.
i won't take credit for anything
that i say or do anymore
because this is not who i am
or who i intended on being.
you control me,
with your fingertips
full of malice
and artificial love.

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