Intangible

I thought he was intangible

He's fragile

He is frozen in time

He's scared

He is now going slow motion in reverse

His words are misguided

They tear everything apart

He battles his secrets

And he rose me to be blind

I'm afraid I still don't know him

I'm afraid age is tearing him down

Everything he told me flicks at my mind

Because I thought he was intangible

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