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From: Nick
Poetry used to be allowed on the old NG. I hope it still is here.
SHORT DITTY FOR YOU
I once saw you as the dream,
but nothing left of it survives.
Some say I should go back,
but I can't revive what is no longer alive.
In the recess of my will,
I see the struggles of these fantasies of mine.
With the infectious dreaming of yours,
I cannot help but think back on the wants of past times.
You talk of him,
and you talk of your other toys.
With outstretched hands I pretend to embrace your joy.
But I will light my empty room when you go.
Shadows will be my comfort when the tears of your absence flow.
What difference does it make of the poison I choose to abuse?
What matters now that I can not have you?
Thick as my blood run these past reveries.
As thin as this fragile boy are the lies of me.