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invisable
Three inches away, might as well be miles.
Distance is growing, trying so hard.
Trying to be there, there with you.
Inches away, might aswell be miles.
Secrets you keep, words you hide.
Thoughts you carefully describe.
Sometimes I wonder,
Why am I here?
My voice has no sound,
My presence is pointless.
Crushing me silently
With this distance.
Miles away, but only mere inches.
Distance is growing, trying so hard.
Trying to be there, there with you.
Inches away, might aswell be miles.
Secrets you keep, words you hide.
Thoughts you carefully describe.
Sometimes I wonder,
Why am I here?
My voice has no sound,
My presence is pointless.
Crushing me silently
With this distance.
Miles away, but only mere inches.
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