Saturday, August 16, 2008
obsessed.
oh academia, you can pick me up
soothe me with your words when I need your love
I am a dash and you are a dot
when will you see that I am all that you've got?
I'm a binary code that you cracked long ago
but to you I'm just a novel that you wish you'd never wrote
I'm greater than X and lesser than Y, so why is it
that I still can't catch your eye?
You're a cryptic crossword, a song I've never heard
while I sit here drawing circles I'm afraid of being hurt
Oh academia, you can pick me up
soothe me with your word when I need your love.
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