Wednesday, December 15, 2010

Grow



Come to me, my darling. I am not afraid.
Please forgive my often solitary ways.
Its not that I don't want to
Its just that then, I'll never be the same
So come to me my darling.
And help me put aside my age
I can feel it falling
Through my hands
But I am not afraid.

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