Tuesday, July 14, 2009

No Need to Rhyme

Here baby.
One last time.
I'm gone tomorrow
It's hard to find
Me...
And so I go-
Searching for nothing,
Playing no roles.

So unpredictable,
Never detectable,
Blood in my veins-
Time-indestructible.
Making your trance-
You call it romance.
I don't recall names,
Don't leave you a chance.

Watching you from high above,
Expecting your moves,
Reading your minds.
Stupid game.
Rules...
I never obey them-
Breaking them,
Stepping over them,
Leaving them.

Showing no trace of regret,
I move through eternity,
You do the rest:
Love and die,
Fight and try,
Thoughts and emotions,
Desire and pain.

I wasn't born,
And will not vanish.
Some search for me-
I turn them to rubbish.
I'm breaking you down,
I'm building you up,
I have all the time,
And no need to rhyme.

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