17 March, 2011

Fused.

We're fused, in that state where you can't split one into two,
Melded together, twisted and strange,
I can't get unstuck, you're me and I'm you.

You're in my smile and in my head,
We made memories,
That I'm afraid to touch, they're sticky as glue,
One touch and I'm right back there,
Fused.

Can't get away,
You're yes and I'm no,
Can't get away,
Don't tell me what I already know.

We're fused.

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