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Dark clouds drift overhead I am looking up You are looking down We should be looking ahead For your sake For my sake Four our sakes I look down You look up We make eye contact Before turning away again Here we are again I guess you can hear the violence within in my silence I don't hear anything from you Maybe I'm deaf Maybe I stopped listening to others Who knows I don't want to let go Yet here I am Thinking and thinking Looking down at the red thread Holding the scissors in my hand Unsure of what to do
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Nov 12, 2017
Nov 12, 2017 at 8:58 AM UTC
Through the clouds
Dark clouds drift overhead I am looking up You are looking down We should be looking ahead For your sake For my sake Four our sakes I look down You look up We make eye contact Before turning away again Here we are again I guess you can hear the violence within in my silence I don't hear anything from you Maybe I'm deaf Maybe I stopped listening to others Who knows I don't want to let go Yet here I am Thinking and thinking Looking down at the red thread Holding the scissors in my hand Unsure of what to do
Keith07
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Nov 12, 2017
Nov 12, 2017 at 8:58 AM UTC
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