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Unspoken


We stand next to eachother yet to you I'm a stranger To you I'm like a weasel who's slow to anger Time stands still for me as if I'm a hostage in your eyes Kept at arms length waiting for me to cut ties Afraid to let anyone too close to your heart So you pull away while tearing me apart We are more alike than you'd ever know As you grow further from my reach the pain starts to show Was it the lies Or maybe my disguise Then the set begins to change It's dark and only I stand in range Freezing, I stood in solitude looking down Words left unspoken are released as you rest in a gown Fear and pride were my greatest downfall Now its too late as my tears fall Again the world is rearranged I'm on the streets with a look so deranged Only being drunk can I numb the pain I pass by old friends and hear them say I'm insane My deepest regrets led me here Finally laid to rest after one final tear.
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daquanb154

Just a guy who's had a rough life but a who hasn't these days.

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