Crushing skies of youth unknown
whispering similes to seeds unsown
hungry flesh-ed aching bones
pillows melt to thoughts her own
Un-imagined life unlived
aching hearts for thoughts misgived
drinking drops of dreams not lived
leaving givers gift un-gived
Exit signing moving scout
foolish man-ed round about
strings on heart tied tight and tout
nothing left so move him out
-md
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