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Sometimes Being A Coward Is The Right Thing To Do
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The Every Now and Thens
Everyday I sweat blood and bone for you
I watch you from a window
I starve to hear you sing
My ribs curve toward you and
back to me
And I remember there is a
wall standing
A line not to be crossed
I can't touch you because there
is no life after that
There is no going home to
an empty bed and being satisfied
I am like any other poet
Fenced inside brutal emotion
Watching the thing they want most want
something else
Writing down the words I'll never say out loud
I can't crawl inside your skin and
still keep my sanity
Im sorry
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unusual cadence, not quite a lyric, but close - nice drama!