basquiat

basquiat
the artist

Friday, July 22, 2011

can old love revive itself

I love the way we look at each other even tho we never looked at each other face to face I take place as I take up space in her mind and the same for mine its funny how many people I love without loving myself I could care less if I let my stress bug me out as long as in the house I sit on the couch with the girl ouch that's my insercurty looking at me in a place where looks can kill I get surreal trying to make u feel like I feel about u its real but we would never I'm not afraid to show but I already know my feeling I'm waiting for u tired of being friendly I'm my own enemy just become the sidekick of me

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