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Actually...
Possibilities become ironic
Where certainties do not
Fake are the grins that flicker
As tension paints the corners
Of things we never said
For each occurrence involving your face
The elements of jubilation dissolve
To that of a stranger’s shadow
Frozen, in distance we blend
Actually… possibilities become ironic
To repair what has misshapen us
And that was when the icy twig
Had snapped in two
Where certainties do not
Fake are the grins that flicker
As tension paints the corners
Of things we never said
For each occurrence involving your face
The elements of jubilation dissolve
To that of a stranger’s shadow
Frozen, in distance we blend
Actually… possibilities become ironic
To repair what has misshapen us
And that was when the icy twig
Had snapped in two
Published 18th Jan 2013
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