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The Pen is Mightier than the Sword

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See you walking through the crowds

Crowds of faceless, nameless people

See you glance my way

Guilty by association

Condemned by recollection

Here your judgment

Fall down on my shoulders

Fall down like thunder

Without a sound

A flash of lightning

A flash of recognition

But muffled by clouds

Rain washes down

Silvery tracks in muddy earth.

 

I remember the first time

We laughed together

Something silly

Something fleeting

And the times after that

Brief, a sight here

A sight there

A friendship viewed through a thimble

Now shattered in the glass

Broken by ice

The weight of the wind

And I

Standing on the sidelines

Fall under your gaze

A gaze turned sour

Out of tune

A welcome,

But full of disappointment

That you see me

Here.

 

I will not turn

I will not faint

Fall fainting under that

That storm of silence

I still value

I still love you

In that way among friends

Even a thimbleful of a friendship

Should you turn your shoulder

I will not be shunted by

I still have value

I will stand here

Waiting

For the rain to wash

Away.

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