Wednesday, April 11, 2012

Sequel to: My Heart Shaped Sharpener or When My Sharpnener Broke

Long ago
I leaned far over a concrete ledge
So far from the ground
And I posed a question;
Then you said
"I'll never let you fall"

Now as I lay far away from you
In distance
With my heart a million miles
From you
Or maybe right beside you
And as I lay in a bed
That's not my own
I ponder your reply

With the red sun high
In smoke covered skies
I wonder
Where were you when I fell?

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