We find meaning in shards of glass
But we only smile because we don’t quite understand
Passing it off like a quick glance
And we exchange thoughts
Knowing no one is right
Answers unachievable
Yet we settle for compromises
But there are no promises in those
Do I love you?
Well I suppose…
Sunday, August 10, 2008
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