do you really believe <br />that I will almost <br />selfishly <br />stand up against and out <br />in this odd compulsive session, <br />like as if a hole <br />drilling, on me <br />and I am deranged. <br /> <br />and you believe <br />finally I will come, <br />for the tenth time, <br />and over your pleasantries <br />will squirming <br />me smiling <br />if not too misled by <br />voice overs. <br /> <br />I'd rather sleep than die.<br /><br />celine charcoal<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/liar-13/
