if I stand
if I begin to fall
will you be there for me
will the things we have always meant to say
come to work this day?
speaking is beyond our minds
I lift a veil to show your face
the race of paces that hold our cup
should we run over
should we express our sides
sing the lullabies
the sleeping stories I never recieved
the beating veins I begin to see
slowing bleed in front of me
if I stand
if I begin to fall
will you be there for me
will the things
we always say
save my mind this day
will the tears drown me
setting me free?
should I blink...
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