Monday, 24 August 2009

Nostalgia

Taste the lie in your mouth as you speak,
Wrap it in a riddle,
Dip it in a lie,
Dab it at your eye,
God made our eyes so we could cry when we were born.

2 comments:

Anushka said...

you know, not to stereotype you as a ranter, but everytime you write something like this you catch me severely off-guard.

buckingfastard said...

lovely....interprets into so much more