Thursday, December 13, 2012

What do I say? Its all cliche.

What do I say?
Its all cliche.
The heart aches
And face smiles...

Old words still bleed my conscience,
And I shy away from every pair of eyes.
No, I haven't gained a pound of flesh,
The court houses have leased my body for free.
Declaring me innocent, declaring me guilty,

Of actions not done, of ideas not thought of.
My imagination shivers at this invasion,
While the world is baffled by its own bastard.

What do I say?
Its all cliche.
Yet recent, yet true.

(c) hp.

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