Tuesday, November 23, 2010

Exceptions, Written 11/22/2010

I only make exceptions for a few,
and of course I'm meaning only you.
Defend you against every friend,
Suppose I'm a fighter until the end.
I've talked you up pretty tall,
shame you make me feel so small.
Sure I'll pretend to brush you off,
but yeah you know deep down I'm soft.
A complete push-over from head to toe.
But from my own mistakes I'll grow,
out of you maybe, we'll have to see.
Time will just have to tell me.

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