Wednesday, November 14, 2007

My Enemy

Looking at a photo
I see me and my enemy
Holding hands
As friends
How ironic
That we were so close
Yet went opposite directions
The space between us
Is enough to circle the world
Three times over
We're that different
Like two negative charged magnets
There is no way we'll be together
Unless we're forced to
But even then we won't stay
I don't even remember how we drifted so far apart
All I know is we can never be close
The hatred is only visible to the trained eye
One that has seen fire in water

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