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Drip Drop

Drip drop drip drop a broken faucet wont stop the clock goes tick tock tick tock the silence is over bearing ringing in the ears is very scaring why when I go into public people keep staring or is it just the fact I can hear a whisper the drop of a dime or the drip drop of a faucet our world spins in circles is why I am so nauseous new relationships I stay cautious never trust a person no matter how flawless people will step on each other look at what Cain did to Abel his own brother understanding history and facts I do pray at night so I dont lose track and end up like that from some other trying to put me flat on my back where I can no longer breathe or have the chance to react drip drop I hear the water out the faucet silence everyone one has the skeletons in their closet. -TA

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