Thursday, August 30, 2007

Punisher Fixation

Why do I keep finding her hair on every street?Why does her scent come to me when I am alone?Why do I remember her taste when we don't meet? How do I remove her from the wind's moan?

She's like a daemon with soft hands, she touches my soul with every sigh. She went away without a word, breaking my heart without a sword.

Now we're not friends, she hides from me, that's a queer thing, let's let it be. I'll keep on seeing her everywhere, that is my punishment, which should be hers?

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