So long now, but I dare not say it
Thoughts in my mind have fermented
And I want it
But as always it is not there
Not when I need it
And crave it
Can't you see it?
It's a game of poetic frustration
Hidden words and disguised images
But you dont seem to discover them
It has always been there
Honesty evades the best of us
~ Copyright Charlotte Sometimes (SRWB) 2008
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