Tuesday, December 20, 2016

 Love is the path of least resistance



I shed that skin.
But now there's a new sin I'm in.
I keep looking for diamonds
In a pile of dung.
But that's how the west was won.

Every conquest is fleeting.
Every attempt self-defeating.
But I keep taking that shot.
Give it everything I've got.
True to my nature.

I don't have a clue
How to make you true.
But I'm desperate so to do.
Who the hell are you?
God only knows.






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