Where did you go?
I thought lifting up
A box searching,
Searching; for time
They said X would mark
Where I could find
Her heart resting
Right next to mine
But mine is me
And me not you
So she and me
Can be the only two
Nov 3, 2011
Nov 3, 2011 at 6:38 PM UTC
Where did you go?
I thought lifting up
A box searching,
Searching; for time
They said X would mark
Where I could find
Her heart resting
Right next to mine
But mine is me
And me not you
So she and me
Can be the only two
Each stanza's syllables add up to 17. I did this because 17 is a prime number and can only be divided by one. The feeling of being alone or the number one is expressed more thoroughly this way.
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