13 March 2011
Wave me numb, wave me a crumb
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She waves her hand at the past
This again wasn’t meant to last
The hand like the smile steadfast
While iron on her soul was cast
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She waves the arms so weary
From lost potential now dreary
Stubborn stint of a will so eerie
Willing a while the heart teary
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She waves off memories’ foam
On her mind too ready to roam
The heart dies without a home
Gnarled or skulking as a gnome
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She waves to a crowd’s merry
On the deck of a passing ferry
To light of a sun kissed cherry
To the promises of strawberry
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She waves away all past grief
As spring turns her a new leaf
Into her heart’s den crept thief
Stealing sorrow bringing relief
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She waves to the end of numb
To his heat she shall succumb
Tingling pressure of his thumb
Wiping off lips a cake’s crumb
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