Wednesday, September 8, 2010


Holding hands, never knowing
When exactly you’d let go
Watching you watch me, never knowing
If you’d take your eyes off my silhouette

Deep inside my thoughts
But never yours
And the lies kept getting
Thicker, thicker, thicker

Until all that was left
Was a false icon
I somehow started worshiping
Thinking it was you

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