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Opening a heart is ripping apart a cage. People talk of keys, but I have Been locked away without light. And then I saw Us walking down the street Later than we should have been And I kept hoping you wouldn’t notice how I stumbled. It wasn’t much But a fleeting time Wasting nights and Stealing days. And then I -- Sitting in a stairwell Later than it should have been Hoping that you noticed how I stumbled Upon you. But it wasn’t much But a fleeting time Wasting nights and Stealing days. And I noticed that while I had stumbled upon you, You didn’t catch me. It wasn’t much. But a fleeting time. Wasting nights and Stealing days. The thought of you, and what had been. And then I dreamed Us walking down the street Later than it should have been For the kids And you stumbled into me. It wasn’t much But a fleeting fantasy. Wasting nights and stealing days.
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Jan 26, 2018
Jan 26, 2018 at 9:34 PM UTC
This One’s on Me
Opening a heart is ripping apart a cage. People talk of keys, but I have Been locked away without light. And then I saw Us walking down the street Later than we should have been And I kept hoping you wouldn’t notice how I stumbled. It wasn’t much But a fleeting time Wasting nights and Stealing days. And then I -- Sitting in a stairwell Later than it should have been Hoping that you noticed how I stumbled Upon you. But it wasn’t much But a fleeting time Wasting nights and Stealing days. And I noticed that while I had stumbled upon you, You didn’t catch me. It wasn’t much. But a fleeting time. Wasting nights and Stealing days. The thought of you, and what had been. And then I dreamed Us walking down the street Later than it should have been For the kids And you stumbled into me. It wasn’t much But a fleeting fantasy. Wasting nights and stealing days.
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Jan 26, 2018
Jan 26, 2018 at 9:34 PM UTC
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