Tuesday, March 20, 2012

Grainiest of Greens

A lie to have your own.
A lie just broke a trust.

Everything holding significance
Cut off with your own carelessness.

But you still smile and and run oblivious,
To all the things that matter.

Did you know that even the trees could breathe?
Did you know,
I think you've lost me.

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