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Story

I saw the scars on your arm
And wondered
The story
If you needed somebody
Felt lonely?
Like nobody cared
I'd still be there
If you'd let me
Because there's a story
And I'd listen
To the words you speak
The sarcastic remarks
Tongue in cheek
The sadness behind the eyes
A friendship compromised
Something behind the silence
Word's never spoken
Connection's are hard to find
I tend to hold tight
The rare thing's in life
Despite the obvious
You may be oblivious
But I must admit
I just wanted to hear
Your story.

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◄ Withered The Storm

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