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Waiting for 2000 (2009 edit)

We were just lying on the floor

Waiting for the laziness to lift

And a strange peacefulness gnawed

At the frayed ends of my sinful body

I wept and went outside because

I did not want you to see my blue eyes

I had already spent too much time with you

As the fatal boredom dawned on you

You turned over to try going back to sleep

But I made it all about me again... and again

I knew the moment would pass - 

I"m not getting any younger or prettier

I hide behind improper thoughts

I create unmentionable issues

I do cartwheels through your curiosity

I indulge in despair and confusion

Admit it

I get get under your skin and you hate the itch

I make you think and it leaves you stupid

If you could break my neck

Where I slept with my arm around you

You would do it and not think twice

Before retreating to slumber again

In one of those moments I lost my sobriety

To you and the rest of the world

I am goverened by the words you say

By the thoughts I think

By the razor that cuts skin deep

I am a mess covered in blood

I am a mess covered in memories

I am a legend covered in fingerprints

Nothing, however, changes the fact that

I am alone

And distant from the person lying next to me

Anticipating the year 2000

 
     
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