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I wish you'd told me everything

That I did not have to know

Empty here with solitude

And there's nothing that can grow.

My mind has drawn a black again

And I've tried to see beyond

But there's nothing, it's vacant

Once again.

I question all I do not know

What is there that I need?

Will time still this moment

While the woulds continue to bleed.

Can I keep this close

Rather than distance myself this time?

If I do not think about it-

I'm sure I will be fine.