Ten Feet From It.Mature

When I first saw him,

I first saw love,

Certain is was for me,

So I stretched out my hand,

And desperately tried to reach,

But I was ten feet from it and cried.

 

When it first crossed my mind,

It wasn’t pushed aside.

I was certain it was meant to be my dream

So I closed my eyes,

And tried to make it true,

But I was ten feet from it and failed.

 

 

As I choked for air

And bled all of my blood,

I sought something to keep me alive

And I found my life,

So I held it dear and kept it close,

But I was ten feet from it and died.

The End

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