You are
A brown-eyed string of broken promises
Standing two strong arms tall
That one day walked out a door
I never knew was there
I give you light
To gleam in those eyes
Maybe you took a little
Of the light from mine
But it would be polite
If you'd give a little back
And didn't shine
Quite so brightly without me.
--8.26.10
Thursday, August 26, 2010
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