place your hand in mine
and trust me to trust you
as we cross-over from
our past to our future,
leaving behind all these
silly memories that kept
us in jails of innocence,
feed us borrowed time,
clothed us in dreams
that were merely fairy tales
with endings that never rhymed,
putting us in states of
"fool on the hill" loneliness.
11Feb14
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