Infatuation

by Phoebe   Jan 30, 2009


Life's 'a turning,
Bright lights...burning,
Unfamiliar scents and sounds,
and an unexplainable yearning.

Different faces,
Lost without traces,
Not a care in the world,
with unsteady paces.

Whatever you say,
Need to slip away,
Don't even want to think of it,
But its too hard to stay.

Stings like a bee,
Stuck in a rut,
I wanna get out of here,
but the doors locked shut.

Heart is on fire,
Feel like a liar,
His til the end,
unless there's a buyer?

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