Mask of Indifference
My thoughts like vultures circle the remains of your memory
The prey is my love for you, why it does not die I do not know
My heart betrays me, but I can not betray my heart.
Dreams can’t be reasoned with; the past can not be swept under the carpet
The mere mention of your name rips the mask of indifference from my face.
Copyright © Andrew Stagles | Year Posted 2008
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