Wednesday, 4 January 2012

Body Language 2

My heart is broken
And so are my legs
My eyes, they cry
Like soft-boiled eggs.
My limbs have slimmed through under eating
You’re always so cold
Let’s turn up the heating.

You know that I only have eyes for you
I’ll put them in a parcel and seal it with glue.
Deliver them personally, not with a stamp.
I’d chase you forever
But you’ve given me cramp.

My lungs and kidneys are tired and lonely
My ears can’t hear, not that you ever phone me.
A knock-out girl left me sprawled on the deck.
I’m the thorn in your side.
You’re a pain in the neck.

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