Saturday, January 22, 2005

The Dissolution Proclamation

I wouldn’t mind spending time with you
I don’t have much to offer or give you
There’s not much we’ve been through
Not much of a future is within view
Since you happen to be afraid of me
Dating or committing
Makes my proposition silly
Not scared of me per se
But the potential eventual dissolution
The inevitable evolution
A point of un-revival
Where we both in denial
It is everything in between the ends
I desire to perpetuate
It may not last
And probably won’t
That doesn’t mean don’t.

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