Thursday, April 18, 2013

Placement.

That one, just one, severed
in two, now there's
none,
Transient, on the run, missed
that one, yearning to
be done.

Nevere missed more, in its'
place and empty sore,
Hurt so bad, straight to the
floor.

Never again, forever to
remain,
Unopened, bitter, battered,
and drained,
Never another, left
unchained.

Always and forever, you're
always there,
Never another, that spot,
right there,
Only there do I care... That's
yours and yours alone.
-END-
(C) D.C. Chapman
04/18/2013

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