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such Beauty falls between the cracks.
fingers sliver as they, too, force their way between the cracks to someplace forgotten, someplace safe.
this is the place where dreams are kept.
some are lost and gone forever,
having slipped too far down to rise back up again.
i sometimes think that i wait for you there.
i wait for you to come to me,
to meet me there;
someplace hidden,
and someplace safe.
other times i forget i am waiting for you at all (and those times i think are best),
and i live my life above the cracks,
driving joy and ambition heavenward.
but between the cracks my love lays dormant.
it rests;
waiting and hoping that one day you will come and meet me there.
fingers sliver as they, too, force their way between the cracks to someplace forgotten, someplace safe.
this is the place where dreams are kept.
some are lost and gone forever,
having slipped too far down to rise back up again.
i sometimes think that i wait for you there.
i wait for you to come to me,
to meet me there;
someplace hidden,
and someplace safe.
other times i forget i am waiting for you at all (and those times i think are best),
and i live my life above the cracks,
driving joy and ambition heavenward.
but between the cracks my love lays dormant.
it rests;
waiting and hoping that one day you will come and meet me there.