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Mar 2013
Silent, outspoken.                                                                                        
No power, devotion.
Giving up on everything I started,
No motion.

Do you hear me? I'm calling.
Trying to hold on, but I'm falling.
Putting off all my emotions till the last minute.
Stalling.

I hold it all in.
From the moment it begins.
Telling myself that the good people
Always get the most wins.

And I know I'm only human.
Our lives don't come in sets of nines
But in trying so hard to save time,
I imagine it move so slow it rewinds.

All my effort, it was wasted.
Put to no use where I placed it.
Maybe that's how it was supposed to go
So I could finally find its limit.

One last thing before I go,
I’m not saying that I’m gone,
But just like you did with your life
I am trying to move on.

So the lesson’s finally been learned.
If I get near you I get burned
And something else that you should know,
My trust is only to be earned.

Can't hear me? Don't bother.
Cause I'm no longer calling.
Did the message get across yet?
Do you feel the loss yet?
Please don't waste your time relaxing in fake mourning.
I swear to you that everything will be fine by the morning.
Ali
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Ali
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