You dont read me any more

You dont check the fine print 

Not with those fine eyes 

There's no searching for your soul

in my weightey heart 

 a once concerned care 

A blank stare replaced

No rush to interpret my designs 

Once twirling around your mind

No eager anticipation of what comes next 

If you could read me, 

maybe you would understand

The end is my beginning 

And your end is just beginning


You dont read me any more.


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