the beautiful, tall tree
but I can't.
The shadow of the man stands over me.
"Get out the way, so that I may see!"
But he just stands there, holding a key.
"This is to my heart!" I say.
"Give it back, you've had it since May."
But he only sighs.
Tells me a few lies.
I know I love him
but my heart is dim.
I need to get away
that's all I pray.
Blind eyes can't see
what is in front of me.
I keep glancing.
He keeps prancing.
"Aren't you going to let me go free?"
But he too only sees me.
Nicholl McGuire
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