Untitled for now. 25, November 2008
Posted by Iphigenia in Uncategorized.Tags: original poetry
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Remember, remember
When we were young
Oh remember we’d play beneath
The setting sun
And I’d warn against
All those risks you took
Until you fell as you
Skipped into the brook
Won’t you walk with me again?
Walk with me, take back
Those days
Walk with me again and
Tell me that you’re still safe.
Just walk with me again.
Oh come away, come
Away from there
HE isn’t the one who
Truly cares
So close to the edge
I could see you were scared
The wind carried that sigh
Your final breath
Won’t you walk with me again?
Can’t we share all the secrets
We used to share.
Walk with me again
It’s so cold now you’re gone
And it’s me, I’m scared.
Those autumn leaves
Lie undisturbed as I
Drag my boots beneath my skirts
So many golds and browns, the red
I’ll save as it is
Swept by the breeze
To a watery grave
Come back to me again.
I’m standing on the edge
Save me from this fate
A chasm that bears my name
Come back and
Walk with me again.
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