Sunday, December 11, 2005

Plastic Letters

Plastic Letters

These plastic letters don't mean anything,
these paper faces are just expressionless masks.
I'll stick those magnets to your wall
and spell out my message in neon colors.
"Hello, I'm your mind,
how's your heart been breaking?"
If I could dip my hands in finger paint
and smear them all over your face,
just to make you feel better about yourself,
you know I'd do it in a heartbeat.
So I stick those plastic letters to my wall
because I realize I've been talking to myself again.

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