Decisions of a depraved mind...

by Karl Brondehoff   Mar 28, 2005


Yes, no,
maybe so.
Why did you think I'd let you go?

Yesterday, the future,
Maybe Torture.
Why must my heart be sutured?

Me, you,
I hope we're not through,
Because I will always love you.

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