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Jack Ghaven Oct 2014
Her eyes express longing you cannot fathom
You try so very hard to cross that chasm
Knowing nothing else matters but reaching her
You dream of the day that connection will occur
She is something you can't and won't define
She is the definition of what you need
In the distance a hazy and vague outline
And somehow because of her your soul is freed
You miss her though she was never truly yours
As from your open mouth your broken heart pours
Words that try to capture that image so faint
She is a picture you could not ever paint
Just a little scrawl from the other day.

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