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May 2013
Open up your eager eyes
As I drift through your lullabies
sea-sick from your list of lies
Try to find your alibi

Swimming through the sea of hate
drifting on the waves of fate
check the clock, it’s way too late
close my eyes, can’t concentrate

Grasp your hands, they’re frigid cold,
shaking is now uncontrolled,
act as if you’ve not been told
what is about to unfold

Cut the cord and take the fall
thrash against the cold, white wall
who’s the most ignorant of them all?
unplug your ears and hear the call

Sinking deep into the light
Eyes can see but have no sight
faces turned away in fright
are quickly plunged into the night

Take a breath of frigid smoke
fists are clenched, you start to choke,
wish you had listened when they spoke,
but now you take a deadly stroke

Turn away and say adieu
let it go, that was your cue
step on stage and see the view
audience staring back at you

Open up your eager eyes
A lost case with no alibi
sea-sick from your list of lies
it’s time to go.

So say goodbye.
M B H
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   Emily Tyler
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