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Nov 2011
When will they know me?



   I want them to feel the soft caress

The moment they lie still

I want her to know what it’s like to be killed

                                                         ­                    Under it all

I thought it was a message

Written in the stars

  The cause was in the trees



                                        You saw it

                               You saw me standing there

                     Glowing in the moonlight

           Behind your eyes

You thought that…

                                                          ­    Do you remember me?



            The shade of blue that casts over you



                                            In your eyes

                                         I forgot the time

                                             That it was

                                           Not important



Now…

             The time is too late

             To remember your face

             In front of mine



                                                         For an elaborate mind, it seemed

                      You were never there



                                                  Brushing away the webs from my staircase



Now the path has become a memory for me to venture down alone



                             Hand in hand with fate

                                 A kiss on the cheek  



This is a ****** up poetic ending

                                                         ­              to the reflection on the water



                          A face once remembered in the sunset.
Andrew McElroy
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Andrew McElroy  30/M/Florida
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