Sunday, April 20, 2014

may 1991

And as I step away
I try to grasp
At the words that have
been said
And the memories
I’ve led
Out of sin
And naivety
And Innocence
If I can leave so easily
Who’s to say what I’ll
Abandon latterly
I can’t stop it
I’m cramming
Years into
I’ll leave and turn back

I know
I’ll step away tied to a rope
Leaving slack right behind me
So if I need to
Only if I need to
I can pull myself back

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