mistranslation, by Eric
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"MISTRANSLATION"
SEPERATED BY A VAST AMOUNT OF ENDLESS BLUE
CONNECTED ONLY BY THE WIRES RUNNING INTO THE WALLS
THEY SPEAK UNALIKE BUT ARE HELD TOGETHER
BY THIER MISTRANSLATIONS
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HOUR BY HOUR THEY TALK
HE TRIES TO WISH AWAY THE DISTANCE
SO HE CAN HOLD HER
SHE WISHES THAT SHE COULD TELL HIM THE TRUTH
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FLIPING THROUGH HER DICTIONARY
SHE LOOKS FOR THE WORDS TO TELL HIM
BUT WHEN SHE FINDS THEM SHE CAN'T TELL HIM
BECAUSE SHE IS LOST IN HIS LOVE AND TRANSLATIONS
FLIPING AND TURNING THEY SEARCH
NOT FINDING WHAT THEY NEED TO SAY
SO THEY FIND WORDS THAT ARE CLOSE
AND IN THIS THEY BECOME
LOST IN TRANSLATION
FALLING TOWARD EACH OTHER JUST TO
BE RIPED APART BY LIES |
Posted: 2006-10-14 01:47:34 UTC |
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