RueTheDay12

It doesn't have to be all out warfare The steryotypical stab in the back the fatal drop of poison in a cup of wine its the cold indiference opposite to love and hate we used to share smiles, secrets now all there is, is the cold face the shell never breaking in front of me I see the light when you're with others the wide stretched smile beaming from your face and then I arrive and it's still there teeth still shining eyes still fixed on the person in front never once glancing to the thing on your right the attention for the other ebs away flitting from conciousness to the next shiny object maybe thats why I no longer spark th