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Feb 2020
two quick words
and out the door
tell me what
i'm living for

i love yous
shut in my face
like it's my fault
you have to race

off to your work
while i am alone
and you can't even manage
to pick up the phone

i guess i just miss
getting to tell
the things from my day
that went really well

yeah

i'm not good at silence
and it's all in my head
so many things
always unsaid

but

i'm not good at friends either
so alone i will stay
and suffer in silence
until the new day
Written by
harlee kae  Elsewhere
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