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Call for me
When you have no one to run to I'll stand firm My shoulders strong To carry the wieght of your world. There you sit Staring like you have something to say Say you care, that's all I want to hear A thank you, appreciation for my troubles But you still sit there, thinking of your own emotions. I see desperation in your eyes Wrapped in univolved coolness Your actions speak louder than words Your mind filled with dellusions of grandure A never ending barage of thoughts. Still you sit there I have no words to express You need me to speak Always wrong, my words sound distant and confused You're expressionless, as always, taking in my wanderings. I see your mind reeling Trying to comprehend my backwards thoughts You blink in confusion Have I gotten through? Speak... you back away Don't run "You always run" I say "Speak what you feel, show me yourself in words" A sigh means I hit a nerve You look up with a face tormented with what rages inside So afraid, like me, to open up and feel. You drop your eyes, sink back into your mind "I wont hurt you, why wont you speak to me" Her lips mouth a word as she stands Moving out the door Another emotion buried Another chance gone
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