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Phantom Operator
Are we testing open waters? I never should have stationed there We were not prepared Through the shame and sacrifice, I was getting there All we know is shelter, Survival, Yet we were unprepared Mark the way through tunnels we mistaked for urgent care No one’s dying on my watch If our fathers were here, they’d tell us not to stop If our grandfathers were near, They’d tell us what they went through has prepared us all along They all came back, singing their war songs with scars as big as my arm Father’s leave Whether emotionally or physically Mother’s try too hard to be seen While father’s don’t try hard enough I mourned that past a long time ago, Lighting candles for every expectation That was left ineffectual And we let the flame linger for the ones that we now realize, Were never manageable Her funerals in a week But when she left me in pieces, That’s when she was dead to me I mourned our sacred whispers a long time ago I’ve never met a person filled with such lies, Such hatred, And so much cynicism I told her she could play every character on a reality show Her funerals in a week But when she left me in pieces, That’s when she was dead to me Father’s leave Whether emotionally or physically Mother’s try to hard to be seen While father’s don’t try hard enough I’ve never met a person filled with such lies, pettiness, And so much arrogance I told her she could play the cast of a reality show Oh, the irony of what it’s called, Verus what it really is I mourned the past of “what you see is what you get” A long time ago Lighting candles for every character on our favorite TV shows That lost their lives along the way And usually my eyes water at the beauty of your inspired eulogies But this time, There was nothing I could say And though I mourned that past long ago, I was left standing there unprepared Are we testing open waters? I never should have stationed there
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