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Radio Static

by jw-poetry

These slow songs crawl under my skin, and itch where you once kissed me I’d try to make it stop But I admit I’m only as strong as I convince myself that day I’m made of steel I’m made, of paper that dissolves, to pulp, when wet And lately, I feel like, my tears do the job I’m falling apart when you’re not there… I’d like to be, resilient, in the way No one can make you be That you become yourself I’d like to be, as happy, as you once Dared to make me when you took my hand Cast me away, you wouldn’t have… So play it off as old news, I don’t belong to you I don’t know if I .. belong anywhere, actually But don’t you dare say I gave you away You, were for me, the best in myself Don’t let nostalgia turn me a fool I guess I’m already far gone Don’t let your fears cloud your hearing No one else is calling my name Except me…. [One day] That will be enough.
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