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you almost

left when I

almost didn’t tell you I’m sorry

you almost

closed when you

almost missed the dents in my skin

you almost

came back to haunt me

wait, tell me

tell me how I left a permanent mark

how you think I’m what you need

tell me how it’s all about the timing

wait, tell me

tell me how you lost your mind

I almost

missed the train

the moment I

could have turned away

I almost

dropped all my cards

on the railroad tracks

lost the blood on my fingers

I almost

missed you

without knowing it

wait, tell me

tell me how sitting here we are the vulnerable

how that could be a good thing

tell me how there are places we won’t be found

wait, tell me

tell me how you’re the best part of the mess

tell me how I must have lost my mind