Tuesday, April 5, 2011

The way you wanted me to be

Imagination has now killed the intention

desire, hunger 
for the person you were 
and time has now revived  
the person that 
I am along with the desire  
and madness that 
drove me for years and years  
with hungry heart and  eyes with tears  
long and long  
I walked  on a blank sheet of paper 
with a broken feelings  
and a perfectly fine pen 
a gift that I faintly remember 
now but still 
It writes my heart out
 when I'm lonely and 
 exactly the way you wanted me to be

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