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It’s been 14 years Since we’ve spoken 14 years In which I’ve tried to Bury my regrets
You made me young Took away all my excuses You brought me to life Demolished ever inhibition You taught me to love
One year ago We were nearly lovers One year ago The closest of friends One year ago
She was never mine I was never her’s Neither loved as a possession Both possessed By the love we shared
For an instant I touched it Greatness was upon me I wonder Do you know it?
Too long trapped Hopeless and caged Owned and enraged I saw a way out Extinguished my apathy
The two of them sat face to face by the banks of the narrow stream smoking cigarettes, throwing stone… and dismantling
Our love cost you dear It cost you all A price I would have willingly pa… Though that cost Sadly landed on you
Never again Will I be the means Used to deal my love an injury Never again
Here comes the rain To wash away All the things the could have been Here comes the rain ( again) A cleansing flood
I didn’t know what it was like to… then you showed me what it was lik… I didn’t know what it was like to… Then you came along and accepted m… I didn’t know I could feel so dee…
I thought I was the adult I had the years that is without question But experience and wisdom Those were yours
2015-01-21-21-07-36_poetryx Wondering Wandering Quagmire My own creation
Passions pit perfervid. Smoking cinders, and coals endure petulantly past their prime. Blisters and puss
The cherry red tip of ash falls from her cigarette to make love with a dry autumn leaf and set the forest ablaze.
