Joel Hernandez

A Problem. - Poem by Joel Hernandez

I see it now, me standing here,

you standing there,

All the problems that dwindled in the air,

It all fell to the ground with no bounce,

I cared with every ounce,

Only if,

I could hold you,

tight to the right night,

everthing in the world might,

might just-

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, May 8, 2010

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