Far Away Poem by Karina Castle

Far Away



Red is you're favorite color
It's also the color of blood
We were supposed to be together
But now we're stuck in the mud

5 days we were together
Now 3 weeks we are apart
We had a plan to see each other
We thought we were smart

Our plan went up in flames
Now I can't go
It wasn't my fault
My mother said no

We'll figure something out
That is what you say
I know it will work out
I hope it's Sunday

I miss you more than anything
As I lie here in bed
I will see you soon
Or I'll be dead

Dedicated to Tyler Weaver

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Shane Markie 10 September 2006

Intense. I hope things work out for you and this guy. If not, you deserve much better. Shane

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