Icing & Ink
Saturday, August 6, 2011
Youth
So very far away,
but so very near.
You insist you can not stay.
I insist I can not hear.
Your words are drops
on a shiny tin roof.
My silence, the truth.
To live and love,
Your foe of proof.
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