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Your Are Not Lost, Yet Cannot Be Found
Why is it
whenever my feelings are tender
and I am ready to speak
you are nowhere?
And when you appear
I feel myself silenced
by self-doubt
Why is it
that fate has dictated
we never draw near again?
And though I long to reclaim
a lost relic of the past
I know it is impossible
Why is it
life has swept you away
and I confused
caught between my pendulums sway
watched you slip through?
And now there is only dust
upon the shelves
with no hope of returning
to our Eden days
10:27 AM - 2/7/2010 -
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