Distance

Its scaring, freaking me out -
The distance
Is getting strong,
Taking away so many "with",
And leaving so many "without".
The balance's in challenge.

Hollow space in my heart,
The distance
Is growing fast,
Stilling and eating up
The memories (never born).
Fair- I wasn't there

The distance
Turns miles to years,
And dust to tears.
It hurts so bad.




Poetry by Forest
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Written on 2007-03-18 at 19:06

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Another perfect expression of the way I feel forest, we must sail a similar sea? Another black spot on the palm perfect poem. Smiling at you, tai
2007-03-29