Saturday, April 3, 2010

Oh brother, I'm far away.

I was looking at the leaves
Climbing to the tops of the trees,
But you were nowhere to be found.
Just beneath all the green,
You were buried like a little seed
Amongst the roots and underground.
I was licking at the leaves
But I was in short sleeves and you,
You were like some sickness that I caught.
My sweetheart moved away,
Swept off like garbage in the alleyway.
And I need more grace than I thought.

- mewithoutyou

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