by Belinda MunozAugust 9, 2010
Last night, I got upset over something silly. Something got to me and my often readily accessible sense of humor kept me from simply laughing it off (please tell me I’m not the only one!). In the interest of protecting the innocent (in this case, you, dear readers), details of the drama will be spared. [...]
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by Belinda MunozAugust 6, 2010
Temptation, there you are in surplus
Fiddling with my strength, my weakness
Stunning on the surface, you trespass
Your flimsy promise dilutes my consciousness
You seduce me, assault my senses
Hoping I’m a sucker, no sale
Don’t you know, my trained hippocampus
Remembers your purpose, your evil animus
You create a rumpus, a circus
Your essence, messin’ with my business
I tell myself, I’m making [...]
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