I wrote for you
A song of sorts
You heard untrue
And drained its ink
We built our forts
But now they sink
And here we stand
Feet in the sand
Our silent stares
Have never met
I kill your glares
Before they come
And I would bet
You know the sum
At first we flew
But now we’re through
We’ll have a chance
For one last swing
One backward glance
You know the deal
Two plastic rings
Two hearts of steel
One night of sun
And then we’re done
26 February 2009
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