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For Charlotte
you never even knew my name
but Charlotte, you knew my pain

what those mothers can do to you
Charlotte you knew
what summer is worth to the fallen

I hope your wrists heal.
I'm sorry.
I had nothing to give you.

(I could have left you with my number)

Charlotte, in our rowing boats
out on this endless ocean,
put on your lifewest honey,
you already know what's down there

I liked your shoes,
you had siblings,
I couldn't be your friend

where you are going, Charlotte,
that's where I've been,
you won't be smiling if you come back again

I never even knew your name
but Charlotte,
I know you're not to blame

By Keica

© 2007 Keica (All rights reserved)


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