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so you got it out



and so they love



i hear crushed leaves under your feet



i am not sorry



i have wondered



but always reassured



things were done



some still aren't



have you ever watched the ending first?



then seen the movie whole?



only to be drawn away when the telephone rings



you know what happens



but why does it feel incomplete?



you got out



but i left



makes you think



i can see the picnic shadows



and taste them through my eyes



all those leaves,...



crushed,



under your feet

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Greg Lee's picture

Wow! i started reading some of your poems and i was just amazed at how you managed to explain things that are even going through MY mind! Your poems have a beautiful way about them that made me wanting more and more. Good works, and keep me posted! :)

-Greg