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Lost somewhere along the way
A river ran along my cheek.
Past lips that tremble but dare not speak...
The second star on the right
And straight through the night to you...
Everything I touch begins to wither.
Slowly at first, so as not to notice...
Follow me love, I'll pick you up
And place you beside my heart...
I'm insecure; please strap me down.
Before I tumble back into my doubt...
I'll light the way if you ask me to,
But don't get too close my dear...
The sun will come out tomorrow;
Barely visible through city haze.
A filter fit for social media.
A whisper escapes between my lips
And I stumble on the silence in the room.
Who knew words could sting so much.
Who knew I'd feel it too.