Friday, July 27, 2012

Far From Close; Close From Far

I can feel it
It sits on my shoulder
It breaths down my neck
It lingers in my shadows
I can feel it
So close, so hopeful
If hope made change I would hope forever,
But until then, I will wait
I can still feel it
It knocks on the door
But always leaves the steps
I can feel it in my grip
Sweaty palms that cling so tightly,
Please don't slip away this time,
Please just stay
I can feel it

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