Wednesday, March 21, 2012

It Would End

I can't help but sit and imagine how sadly
It would all end with someone I wanted so badly.
You'd probe and you'd test.  You'd shove and you'd shunt
'til you realized I'd give you whatever you want.
At that point, my life as a free man would end,
So it's best if, instead, I just call you "my friend."

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