Like words I read your smiles. With sight these guilty viles.
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To bleed we shall match.I speak these words you need.
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These inches from you add miles (tears witheld....) and insults.
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Overhead a friction (....unthought of until now) fuels a flight that rips through sound and our hands. It makes (to make way....) our actions (....for silence) undefined.
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Fade.... Their whispers amount to nothing now, this payed through you walk....
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....Through the cracks of their hands. Always, always.
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We shall be blessed with these three times.
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We shall be blessed, left in disrepair.
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Bind me from harm (tears withheld....),
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as you move to forget (....unthought of until now) that I never stop, when nothing seems to change. I know hope never unties itself from you (to home and welcome the fall).
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We fell through cracks in this pavement. And as street lights point the way, I wish I could love you as much as this camera does. I wish that for you....
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Street Lights Point The Way
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| Jairus |
