Down

So many boundaries to cross before I meet him there
So few breakthroughs anymore
I have four ways to prove that I still care
Too many thoughts to share
My fingers went numb and black
Hair is matted down
Chin can't be seen
Buried in a frown
A tear sloppily rendered
A smudge is erased
I have charcoal drawings of this face



Credits
Writer(s): Dave Wirth
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