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Finish

It's the sun's morning light that has got you so blind

That right at this time it feels warm on your skin

So you tilt your head back

For a second to relax

But the darkness, it always sets in

 

It's the root in the ground sticking up you don't see

And your glasses fall off

To blend in with the leaves

And you're on your knees

With your hands scrambling

Looking for something worth finding

Something worth the effort to see

 

And the ones that are the closest are never in the know

And the arms that are the furthest are the first place you go

While your memory is erasing

To make room for replacing

Something high for every low

Clear images fade along with your hate

And soon you will find somehow you forgave

 

It's the elephant in the room no one bothers to mention

Standing unassuming, still the center of attention

Eyelids shift and personalities switch

As soon as the lights are all out

And you're a doll on display

Growing old, locked away

Meant to look at but never to hold

 

And it was never planned to happen like this

It was only a brush of the hips

But one inch and one inch and one inch and one inch and

You better let me finish

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candide-bailey
American
Published
Apr 19, 2011
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