You go be a realistic adult
Just leave me as I am
I don’t need your adequate prose
Or my life to plan
Just let the shards fall softly
Like snow from the sky
The wages of sin is death
So excuse me while I don’t reply
To all your locked boxes
Checked like they would
Did you really find your refuge
In an abandoned wood
Coz it’s been so long since twenty one
And longer since twenty two
And now I find I’m covetous
Of all that belongs to you
In the winter that breaks the snow
And the places I would not go
For love nor money
I’m an author now, honey
And your smash and grab won’t win
Oh, what I did to him
To prove our love was real 
Was I really out to steal
Or just to interrupt
With that hat that I adjust
Like so on my head
And now the man is wed
But inner dimensionally
And guess what it’s to me
And my hands shake as I write the letter
Said I know I love you better
And the ink is splotched and tear stained
You can tell the places the clouds rained
Down from my eye
As blue as an azure sky 
In the coast that we frequent 
Don’t know where the trouble went 

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