in the distance your crooked smile
I confused it for a smirk
so I hurried off to avoid you
and so the distance grew,
a vat of spoiled stew
no one watched
or saw that it was stirred
we grew so far apart
our images were blurred
our voices echoed
but were not heard
my sounds struggled
to catch up to you
but bounced off of
the hectic walls of blue
paint that we
had been meaning to paint
over but had no time
the date night we missed
and we could not find
a time ago, we had fun
now we work
'till the day is done
Well done thank you for sharing
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