Thursday, 5 May 2011


Lucas, where did I hide you?
Somewhere between fourteen and sixteen,
Burried underneath a million other memories
I fear I've forgotton.

Sealed inside a can of dreams-
Remedies, I never thought I'd want or need.
You're stranded on the bottom of an ocean
Made of the layers of me.

Lucas, what was your last name?
The relationship we had tries to ellude me,
And your face is drowning in the distant sea.
But I remember your arm-

The lone soldier trying to pull
Me three centimeters further from the road,
From the cars to that one moment I swear
I'll never forget again.

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