take the time
and look at yourself
you're cold inside
you're misery
you split up streams
and you dry up brooks
in your dreams
with your look
they scoff at you
all the day
guiltless shame
you turn away
your words are few
and your heart the same
i wish i knew
your name
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1 comment:
kind of haunting.
make that very haunting.
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