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Sep 2013
We are born as a whole
Two person's receipt
Fragile little lifes

Disruption
Deceit

We crawl through the shadows
Reaching for passing headlights
Especially those
Our pain most delights

We dance in their spotlight
scream, beg them to stay
Wishing only for some company
But they always drive away

So we cry
puddles on the sidewalk
Hope we can deliver smiles
Another one rounds the block
We gloriously splash

Now beads on a windowsill
We shake in the wind
vibrate to the rooftop
Roll off of you,
Again

One day you'll slip
Into a shallow puddle grave
My reflection will notice
But your soul can't be saved
Brittany Weber
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Brittany Weber  Sweet home Alabama
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