L . i . e . s
Friday, 21 February 2014
Keeping Old Clocks
I put away some time
and paperwork
to love you.
I face my fears
and insecurities
to hold you closer
But you still keep the old clocks
and boots which trod muddy grounds
to keep me at arm's length
and then,
you get angry when I go.
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