Friday, January 01, 2010

m-u-s-e

Oh hello
Seems I'm falling one hundred miles from you
Would you be alright with being my new muse?

Don't worry, I wont think about you when you're not around
I wont chase or pry or pine
I'd just enjoy walking around a bit in your eyes
And some mild devestation by your smile

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