Too Long

Alone for too long.
No one left to be strong for.
All hazy now, the will to just believe.
So very strange, the dead refuse to leave.
But where is their love when you need it...?
Lost in fading memories of yore.
Waiting for you behind that locked door.
Until it doesn't seem to matter anymore.
For you have been so all alone.
Too long to wish to read their tomes again.
Infinite, the love we feel.
Intimate, the bands of steel
and guilt we live upon...

? Michaelette ?

7/19/2004
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