Wednesday 7 January 2009

a new type

a flash across my wandering eye
a red-haired splinter in my mind
i honestly tried
to drive my eyes away
you didn't want it and i failed

it's so hard to classify
you always get to change my mind
maybe i will have to find
a blank page in my book of types
or throw it away

a flash across your wandering eye
a black-haired splinter in your mind
you honestly tried
to force your eyes away
i prayed you didn't and you failed

it's so hard to classify
the way we feel the way we smile
maybe i will have to find
a blank page in my book of types
or throw it away

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