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Too Far
The important ones are always too far.
Too far to help.
To reassure.
To cheer.
To hold.
Hopeless.
Always out of reach.
The ones that matter most.
The only ones that matter at all.
Hopeless.
Farther than an outstretched arm.
Even a few miles.
Last one to receive news.
First one to hear worries.
Hopeless.
Not there to hug them.
To protect them.
To enjoy daily life with them.
To only know a few minutes of conversation a day.
To only feel further and further away,
every
single
day.
Completely and utterly
Hopeless.
Too far to help.
To reassure.
To cheer.
To hold.
Hopeless.
Always out of reach.
The ones that matter most.
The only ones that matter at all.
Hopeless.
Farther than an outstretched arm.
Even a few miles.
Last one to receive news.
First one to hear worries.
Hopeless.
Not there to hug them.
To protect them.
To enjoy daily life with them.
To only know a few minutes of conversation a day.
To only feel further and further away,
every
single
day.
Completely and utterly
Hopeless.
Published 28th Mar 2013
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1st Apr 2013 1:37am
Very nice. I have read a few of your poems, and I have to disagree with you that your poems are "shitty". I put it in quotation marks because I want people to know that I don't usually use that word... only when quoting people.
1st Apr 2013 2:12am
... Thanks, i appreciate it. But it probably wont stop me from wanting to tear out my hair when i see them. Thanks anyways. ^-^
