Chris Bleakney

The Distance

Distance,

Why is it you exist?

Her and I offer no place for you

But you seem to insist

You impose your will upon us

Yet we try to ignore our foe

Shouldn’t you make the heart fonder?

Why is it you torture us so?

Alone against you I would surely fold

But together our hearts will never wander

As along as my soul has hers to hold

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