Where did it go?
Only to be replaced with tension
Your wordy knife, My speechless back
Is this what you intended all along?
I never meant to shut you out,
Or turn my back,
But maybe that's what you did first,
And now it's broken.
I would almost prefer a loud and obnoxious fight,
To the one that is brewing and waging inside of both of us.
Silent and and deadly,
Causing unwanted anger and hatred.
Let's go back to the days of old
When you would walk up to someone and be best friends,
When sacrifice ment sharing you're favorite crayon or toy.
When the biggest fear was crossing the street alone.
Take my hand, and cross this road.
I'll never leave you.
I swear.
I'll never leave you.
I swear.
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