04/29/08
A mind blows past hearts lined up against a familiar wall
Eyes looking into eyes trading memories of warnings
Shadows lonelier now than ever before for one so close
Time now owns an extra season to its memory for you
Burden more than want extends the seasons of distinct
Your presence roots itself in proximity of other's ground
Your self-destruction only wounds
Leaving your roots to deliver constant reminders of the pain of that absence
An extra season waits your reawakening
-huey
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