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Concealed
Muted echos
Short of cries
No words between us
But the glare in your eyes
You say you’re going away
You’ll be gone for a little while
You’re leaving with my keys
You’ll be gone for just a little while
Misinterpret
In a bed lies
Projected insults
Doused in spite
Your hair is wet and dripping at your feet
I know when you bathe; I know it’s not for me
And I know, when you bathe
I know when you bathe
Your hair is wet and dripping at your feet
I know when you bathe; I know it’s not for me
And I know, when you bathe
I know when you bathe
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