Bent Words

Bent Words

August 02, 2004

Though you have pardoned me, how can you forgive what I've done?

With hearts set on fire and pure selfishness won

I look beyond the shape of me and see you standing there

What have I given to your heart to make this struggle fair?

The value of your poignant touch

Though I have said beyond too much

Let me know you now; I seperate the world from me

Let me hear you now; be still my everlasting levity...

Written at 8:10 a.m.