Monday, 29 December 2014

If I say that I am fed up
and ultimately annoyed with all this mud,
you will say that you are sorry,
but nothing will change,
because your love for me is an accident,
not a personal choice
for life.
If I say I am fed up
and decisively determined,
our days will be counting off.
They are.
 
 
Now, harvest the treasures of your sowing
and shut up.
 

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