Tuesday, August 10, 2010

Walls

I want to walk with you through this forest. But you won't
Let me. The walls you've built up keep us from it.
Once in awhile, they crack,
Very near to crumbling into dust. Will they
Ever come down? Will
You even let them? I'll wait it
Out though.
Until the day comes when they finally do, I'll be here

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