the eyes that brightened
the voices that nagged
the rickety railing
held the small hand
the detested faces
the hurtful words
the need to leave
to a new world
the wet grass
the setting sun
the closeness
of two souls undone
the first
the last
the dreams
that were cast
the ideals
of the ideal
the protesting
with zeal
the push
to conform
the resistance
to the norm
the tired tears
the frustrated fears
the summer's moonlight
that kissed goodnight
where did it all go?
Friday, March 21, 2008
where did it all go?
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