Monday, October 11, 2010

rubbing the mud on my own eyes

don't expect to find a formula
for the feelings and the facts
the way in which they interact
and the way one ought to act
regarding wrong and right and wrong
while singing songs of lifelong love
and knowing not what you speak of
or how to tell a hawk from dove
because they're above and we're below
never knowing where to go
or what to show of what you're feeling
if it will help or hurt the healing
can't even tell the floor from ceiling
because i've blended facts and feeling.

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