I am confused.  It has been a long time since I have judged someone’s character THIS POORLY.  a year, at least.

out of the frying pan, into the fire hmm?    no regrets, just doubt.  and trepidation.

i caught
you walking
where no one
goes, past
the fading
lights
moving
still to
the songs

from last night
when you
were lost
and couldn’t
find your

self, realization
comes sealed,
do not consume
if broken

and you walk
around with
the attitude
that makes
me

curious why
you shouldn’t
take the
risk

and fall down
sometime when
you’re supposed
to, only
words you ever
said

when you stopped
in between steps,
read like a lawyer
covering
her tracks,

the way you
walk…

do not consume
if broken

like appointments
and you’re
so professional
still

the way
you say
my name
and i’d
rather
hear
silence

and all
i want is…
your lips,
the
recurring
silence
of those
familiar
words

had to have
learned from
the arrogant
proclamations,
the hands of
time

do not
consume
if broken

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