I've seen you, far away
Vaguely, I recall, you were in dismay.
Coz once a pretty, dainty young thing walked past,
You offered all, hoped everything lasts.
You took two steps back, to avoid a bad fall.
then realized she's not worth it, not worth it at all.
Now all you do is drink
hot tea,
in the hopes that someone
will set you free.
Liberate me?
The Olympic Torch xx
Thursday, 15 April 2010
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