Tuesday, April 20, 2010

187 If By Air

There's so much to remember,
when facing West.
Make it worth your while.
I've held my end of the bargain,
haven't I?

Turn your back
and stare at the sun.
Walk away,
it's all expected at this point.

It's painful though,
cause of us.
Cause of history.
All apart of something,
I assumed.
I've been wrong.

I've put myself down,
as if to make it ok.
But you don't know,
so it wouldn't matter anyway.

You're were right,
maybe it's not worth it.

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