Monday, 8 October 2012

Negative Thoughts.

I think you into a helium balloon
And set you floating high
For you being but a thought
Are even lighter than the sky.

Strange now how light I feel,
Strange how you my mistress were,
Strange how I loved your tight embrace,
Loved too the costs you did incur.

Strange how I fed and cared for you,
Now that I have come to know
That I can choose your dark embrace
Or I can choose to let you go.

So I choose to cast you out,
To set you floating high,
For you are unwanted and unloved
And for the moment bid goodbye.

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