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| Can I stay here, is there any way? The comfort of your arms, against a world turned upside down- I'm fighting: To remain strong or even sane. Explain to me how. What do I do now? I'm loosing, frightened. For the first time helpless Breathing, staying here my focus- Say something; Not 'sorry' We've been there. 'How are you' You know. So, if you're at a loss say so. I talk to myself wishing it was someone. You. Hear me. I want you near me. Lucky you to see me strong; You know it's not true. It's wrong, or a lie, or half truth. I can't be here and there, so I choose. From moment to moment where I will be. Now and now. Thoughts run amock and wander. And it's quiet. |
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