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Friend that is Girl



We being too human
Out I blow the flame
And catch up the smoke
In a jar with your name
A transparent prison
Getting close I stop here
Old label reads ‘wisdom’
It’s painful being so near
On a shelf you wait
By now I’ve forgot
Standing so patient
How we were not
How we never were
Know it is painful
To not touch her
Behind the glass wall
But if I opened it now
She might not arise
Too crushed to be proud
From the bottom despised
So I leave the top sealed
I lock up the chance
And the jar on its side
Without room for romance