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Feel you
I can feel you as if you were me
I can feel it in the air I breathe
The feeling of a crescendo
reach out but nothings there
panic slowly
Bide time and wait in lay
crawling the pavement
Palms waste away. blood in their wake
Reminded that this all just happens
The day passes by. we waste away
Not realizing the real waste
Scream it into the air
the throat is raw
nothing will come
But still feel you there
It's the rush of air through the vent
It's the drip drip drip
The faded walls
This is a cage
Why can't I stop
With the writing on the wall
Faded in the dark
Cold tile chilling
Walls embracing whispers
Copyright ©
Tiara Hamberg
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