Undone

I’ve been tarnished
On an empty floor
She said
“You just can’t keep me still”
I could squeal 
If you forced your will 

So far have we come along 
Breathing in touch of just 
You’re right 
And I could be wrong
I can speak and you can not 
Or could it just be my song

And we don’t like to think
About the little things we do
The worst of our moments
Consuming me and you

What is it that you want
You don’t know
And I don’t long to, anymore
She’s feeding her child
She spreads her legs 
But she resists his smile

But we don’t like to think
About the little things we do
The worst of our moments
Consuming me and you
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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