Sage Sawyer Poems

When I look I see the pain inside your sagging eyes
The smile on your face is just a worn and weak disguise
You tell me that you're fine but I know you're torn up inside
And I can tell by your reddened face about how long you've cried
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We're parallel.
So close.
But I know we'll never come together.
Next to me, you stand
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Fallen Memories
I step through the leaves
Their brown, brittle bodies
Decrepit and dead
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