you love me
like I loved him,
and he loved me
... never.

we both share
in everything we do
from being nuts
to getting *******

from the white rabbit
in the top hat
we share the knife
to skin the cat

we beat the drum
in time to keep
neither one of us
from skipping beat

we share the day
we share the night
from darkened ways
to paths of light

you do that little
thing you do
to tell the truth
i do it too

we both share
in truth or dare
to tell the truth
we always share

scissors paper
we've got it all
toss the rock
and watch it roll

we hold the left
to what is right
both pulling strings
while flying kites

i hold the book
you turn the page
the end must come
but not today

but when it does
we both will share
the simple fact
we're outta here

do we not see that we are blind
hear how deaf we are
no patience or time to sign on the dotted line
yet still reaching for the golden star

can we not take the things we see
off of the spinning wheel
set the colors in need this side of free
giving them time to heal

let the character of a man
speak up for itself
where the blind and deaf can completely understand
the cost of what this is all about

needing to break down societies boxes
that over the years they've put us in
dearly has that cost us
where not a soul can be who they're meant

we need to take a moment
step back from the edge and breathe
where the deaf can hear the crying
and the blind can finally see

i couldn't tell you where
but she was surfing on her own
salty water in her hair
and a ribcage full of stone

"I'm an open book"
She says

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