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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