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Over Coffee
Can I show you who I am?
Please, can I show you?
Maybe in the darkness
over coffee.
If I open up my mind
will you take it forcefully?
Just out of reach
you're in my grasp.
If I wanted you for
who you are
or who you were...
would you one day
change
on cue
and break me down again?
For few have seen me, really.
Few have watched me after dark.
Two have seen me fall,
though only one has left her mark.
Now you're asking me
to sit across the table
over a steaming mug
of fallacy.
Asking me if I might like
to chat about the darkness.
The problem is,
I think I might.
Though I know
I'd rather write
about your face
and smile still...
Your problem is
yes, I will.
Last edited by SeaN; 14-02-2008 at 08:47 AM.
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