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Same shades of gray dabbled lithely
to lighten up my obscurity; a tab of red
may give life color, but never gloss over
that smirk you bring in my eyes.
To lighten up my obscurity, a tab of red
smeared across your cheek. This taste;
that smirk you bring in my eyes
another time. Fate could never be so off.
Smeared across you cheek, this taste
is wrongly due, but kiss me prettiest
another time. Fate could never be, so off
down the way we eclipse. This undertone
is wrongly due, but kiss me. Prettiest
is the portrait we’ll never have living on
down the way. We eclipse this undertone
swearing we never came together. Wearing
is the portrait we’ll never have. Living on
may give life color but never gloss over
swearing we never came together wearing
same shades of gray dabbled lithely.
 Lovers Never Tell · Wed Oct 22, 2008 @ 08:52am · 0 Comments |
