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May 2014
We are together,
just sitting side by side,
no idea of what the other one hides.
But as we hold one hand,
and the other is clenched,
meanwhile our thoughts are drenched.
It is as if we both were water boarded,
while looking into each other's eyes,
with each drip comes feelings of despise.
But who was it that dropped this water unto me,
was it you or someone who I could not see,
the only thing that stayed within my mind,
is the thought of how you used to be so kind.
And I forget that you have your own thoughts,
they become disarray while I try to understand,
as I am caught up in trying to connect the dots,
but to connect them I have much to small of a strand.
So you cut it with that piercing gaze,
and you put me into a daze,
for I hate you and you hate me,
but how was it that this came to be?
MST
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MST  Leipzig
(Leipzig)   
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