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I walk the path I usually do
on the left side of the fence
Running on the right side there’s you 
irrational and without sense.

Hence, 
I stop
Make myself small,
And wonder
What if once more the fence were a wall?
In my mind, a memoir of fracture
And there it is, that echoing answer.

So I keep walking
Do not want to catch your attention 
But just enough to catch you stalling
Can you not feel the tension?

Prevention
It’s clawing on my heart,
As if I could have changed it
You won’t believe it anyway
My memories, they never fit
Used to run like you
Didn’t know where to

Now you’re dancing
Or jumping or flying
And then you start chanting 
And only I hear you crying

angstdesirerhyme

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