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Jun 17, 2012 17:40





You are slowly slipping from my grasp, but linger just a little
I dare not look up to you, for I know my eyes would become waterfalls
I do not want to let go - ever - but you say we must.
The reluctance of your body speaks louder than your words.
But you do not hear it and still you say, we must.

original poetry, guys, real life, art

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