On Urban Exploration
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"Are we still partners?"
。。。
We've been business partners for nearly three years.
This is the first time we've ever sat together.
We hardly ever see each other.
I know how hard it is for a man to control his passion.
Partners shouldn't get emotionally involved with each other.
I know she too
Has the hands of love
That hold the long time beauty
To create yourself
You had to let me help
I saw it as something to steal
Stolen beauty what a sight to see
You took the upper hand
I lost, stole, and I ran
。。。
She holds down hands sweetly cracked
Palms of which will never be
Hers
In the depths of the mirror the evening landscape moved by, the mirror and the reflected figures like motion pictures superimposed one on the other.
。。。
The figures and the background were unrelated, and yet the figures, transparent and intangible, and the background, dim in the gathering darkness, melted into a sort of symbolic world not of this world.
If is the reason for this complacency
If is the reason for these divisions
If is the reason for this discontent
If is the blood on our hands
If is the reason... power
We are the stain on their corporate world,
But the stain is turning to sap
And the blood's still fucking there... power
It is a restless moment.
She has kept her head lowered, to give him a chance to come closer.
But he could not, for lack of courage.
。。。
She turns and walks away.
We'll never get it, no more
But one day...
Someone, someday...
Will
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