Wednesday, March 18, 2015

Dear

Years years go by
You never leave
No matter how happy I am
How busy I am
You stay right there
Lodged

Do I need you out
Though? 
Maybe not
Just a fact
You are there
Always

I'm sad a bit
I think..
Is it not right?
Is it..wrong?
If it's just a fact
Is it just there
Neither good nor bad? 

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