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With each cast glance
I glimpse the pieces
of you that chipped
away at the core of you.
Those shattered moments
of failed love
forgotten desires,
of living and being content.
But how I long to
do more than look
at the truth. How I wish
I could make you feel.
I would be your heart
if you would let me
be so close. I would
be your spirit...
I would be your
world of peace and
wonder. Of understanding.
I would be your past.
But I can only catch
glimpses through that
mop of hair and forced
movement.
I can only be your lover
in the present.
The future is only as
sure as living.
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| | Posted 7/4/2009 12:05 AM - 25 Views - 8 eProps - 3 comments
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