Monday, November 9, 2009

le treizième

How do you know
When it’s changed
How do you know
When it’s become more

More than you ever thought possible
More than you ever imagined
More than you ever intended
More than you ever wanted
More than you can take
More than the first innocent comment

Which sparked
Which grew
Which burst into life
Creating a fire
From which there is no escape

You know
When it’s too late
You know
When you’re beginning to burn

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