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I observe
As if on the outside
I recall
As if from a past life

I know you have something to tell me
But you haven't made a sound
I've got something to say...
But that's how it goes

You
See things in another light
Take our space
As we learn to compromise

Take the long road to where we're going
As if we both don't know
You're ready to tell her everything
But you don't even say a word the whole ride home

Winter's come and your tree of words stands naked and alone
Once green and vital, now barren
Words left unspoken, now fallen without a sound
And there they lie, decaying on the ground

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