luni, 10 februarie 2014

Misty glass

I don't care about falling
because we remember Icarus
not for his rising,but for his demise

I don't care about curses
because no pair of evil eyes can damn me
more than I have already done myself

I don't care about losing
because every victory of mine
is like a drop in this burning war of time

I don't care about disgrace
because nothing will ever hurt as much
as looking in the mirror

I don't care about strangers
because it's dark outside
and I'm crying against the window

I don't care about others
because love has never brought
me anything but raw heartache

I don't care about not caring
because I know deep inside
that lie I'm cradling

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