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Talkingmime

I would cry you a million tears,

Just to taste perfection

And condemn these unsettled fears

Of innocence and rejection.

I would tear down my pride

And throw away pretenses

Just to take a look inside

An armored wall of defenses.

I would bow a little lower

If just to understand

My fascination with the power

Laid before you to command.

1:42AM December 30, 2006