Sunday, December 16

And so again...

I feel closed. Like someone hung a sign above my eyes
Just out of sight that said don't touch
Those closest to me don't dare touch
They might break
There might be breaking
But who would break, do the breaking
They or I
And why
Would it really matter
Would it matter
As long as there was the sign
And they were doing what it told them
Not to do
I think that would suffice.

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