Balls bounce, people flutter. The things that counted now have shattered. All I see is alien. Mature and ordered; just a guise- pretend. It killed me when you ran to me. You smiled at my pain inside my arms. There's your reasoning. Nonsense that feels perfectly sensible. We all bounced until we turned to glass. Now we're shards of a broken time that cut those passing by. You threw your happiness away to protect yourself. That's why you don't know. Or do you? I've never known anything to get by you. I've only ever been impressed. And at night, on occasion, I still lay alone, smiling at the things you've said to me. |
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