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Things went out of wack
communication was
put on the back burner
as confusion spread like a disease
you thought
but obviously our thoughts weren't right
nor wrong
unanswered
as words that were
supposed to be shared
arent really worth our time
it seems as we split
the farther away you became
the less your face
could remain in my mind
it faded
and everytime your around
I sense you
and your ignorance towards me
as I try to put down my
cold shoulder to an opening
for conversation and you walk still
not caring at all
well thats just a thought
I think might not be right or wrong
but as long as
silence remains between us
nothing can grow
or survive
our quiet fights and confused looks
just show that we have
ran out of time
or maybe words