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Oct 2010
Once again I came and waited here for you
Knowing you would never show
So I sat and watched the ivy climbing true
Upon these walls
To and fro

I do believe this time next year
Still waiting, I will be
Filling my artesian well full of all these tears
Flowing freely
Inside of me

Perhaps one day all that climbing ivy
Will overtake my well
Take within itself all this inside me
I am afraid to show
And tell

Therefore, no longer will I sit here and wait for you
Knowing you will never show
I will go out into the world searching true
Leave this ivy here
Alone to grow

I will no longer wait for you to come to me
Filling my artesian well
Instead, I will leave all this ivy here to be
As I climb right out of
My own shell
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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Neva Flores Varga Smith
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Neva Flores Varga Smith  53/F/Rochester NY
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