Friday, 3 May 2013

The You in Me

Jeez, why don't he
chill out?
Jeez, why don't he
step back?
He's always cracking jokes;
he's always on
the attack.

It's like he puts us all
before himself;
where's his own
Surely it's
affecting his health...

And what is it
with him
It's like he's 
like a dried pea in a can
making too much noise -
what a fucking sham.

But, baby, they forget:
ain't no empty sun be shine.
Ain't no good thing
not a whole.

I ring because you
set me off:
that note of me
that chimes away,
it's you.

It's you,
shining in my soul.

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