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say
it’s an avalanche.
except, i wouldn’t be able to feel it.
hanging by a thread, as i watch you sharpen a knife.
feeling the ground beneath me sink, i reach for you…
my pride anguishes the sympathy you bestow.
kicking up dirt, afterwards apologetic.
save all the persuasions, i’ve got things to say.
if i cannot do anything about these
barriers, boulders, barricades, bridges
i may not be here to stay
except, i wouldn’t be able to feel it.
hanging by a thread, as i watch you sharpen a knife.
feeling the ground beneath me sink, i reach for you…
my pride anguishes the sympathy you bestow.
kicking up dirt, afterwards apologetic.
save all the persuasions, i’ve got things to say.
if i cannot do anything about these
barriers, boulders, barricades, bridges
i may not be here to stay
Published 7th Dec 2018
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