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you never allowed me
to speak to you directly
so you must read my lips
through miles of cloud,
made of air and your own water
and barely hear my silent words
i cannot say i’m sorry for turning away
i couldn’t even say i loved you
when i was in your arms
i will always thank you for making me
but cannot be blamed for this heart
that no longer beats for you
won’t you rest your hands and think
before you take a week to try again
to make your image, ideal
grow a heart of your own
before you make another
or forever burn in the guilt
that you are the only one who
could create such sin
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