Saturday, August 26, 2006

Casualty

Your arms cut like a knife into my side
yet persuade me to stay just one more second
I am your truth, your esteem
I am a brick in your wall
a trophy to be shelved
Your feelings are a drama
performed by the best of actresses
What affection is this?
I'm sure I'm not the only one to know it
Your waiting for him
so why keep me around?
Your leading me on
while pulling these strings attached to my side
and the pain is more than I can take
This is a war between you and him
and I am the casualty

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