7.24.2009

with one graceful movement
she wipes the slate clean
of an un-marred past

i deny your future
to become our past

she allows the secrets
of others closed doors
to shadow her choices

i lock the door
before you can even knock

she closes her eyes
as the sun sets and moon rises
in attempt to stop time

i send you off
before you ask to stay

she swears
she does this
for me

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