Its complicated, I always say
Thats how I describe our love in every way
Its a twisted myriad of feelings at every turn
as twisted as we are, this flame still burns
We constructed the maze, planned every wall
Determine the length, size and width of it all
With its convoluted construction,
It would prove our destruction
Its complicated we whisper voices softly to the night
So twisted and perverted, how do we set it right
We have played the game, turned love into hate,
Hate into love, eagerly swallowing its bait
We tempted the Gods, our apologies too late
We must settle back and accept our fate
Its complicated we explain
Sunday, January 31, 2010
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