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Blind sight

I cock my head at waryness
acting like i care
but really can i fake it
no we're not a pair
i do so fond u much
but fond me you not so much
breathing hurts when i breathe without you
but il have to put up with it
wont i?

This poem was written by Christopher Conoley on Mar 08, 2007.

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  1. Kelly Hernandez says:

    a wee bit confusing to me.