(08.31.09)
Bright lights
caress the city.
Beauty in it's watchful eyes.
Hold me down
and make me witness
Such dangerous intent in what
You meant when you told me
that you loved me.
Like sunshine floating over my skin.
I'm too pale for this.
I need fluorescence and
Grossly clean white tiles
to put me at ease.
Don't put smudges on my world.
I need to paint a mask on
all of this
Before
I step into the sunshine.
Don't let me burn.
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