I will not return to you
I will not bow to you
I will not submit to you
And all your flashy promises.
You entice and seduce
And lead my hand toward
And tempt me with your colours
But tonight is not the night for this.
There are other things I need
Things that make me strong
Things to bring me safety
Things that you refuse me
With your sadistic rule
The way you won't let go
Your control and my addiction
As I love you, you use me.
I reach the higher levels
And you're so within my grasp
And we rise and rise together
And with every death, rebirth
And then you make me hate you
As we start this dance again
And I can't tear away
From every time you make things worse
With the blindfold on my logic
And the handcuffs on my wrists
When I should be revising,
It is you I can't resist.
Yes, Tetris is a cruel but noble master.
Unisex, unidrugs and unirock 'n' roll... [Now! Updating more because Tim told me to!]
Wednesday, 16 January 2008
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2 comments:
Dear darling 'Dite - 'noble' and 'cruel' are mutually exclusive ... non?
ah I AM slow-witted.
that was an elegy on blogging.
hope you return to us when you have summer break.
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