It’s at a high today
Like a ringing in my ears
Telling me, don’t move
You’ll step on a mine
And maybe
I’ll just watch the explosions from over here
Where fear grows
In this static
People static
Moving trains
But I’m just terrified
Of shattering all your illusions
And tearing this bliss
Because I’m not the same as them
What if I miss?
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Author:
A.J (Pseudonym) (
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Comments1
It's quite simple, but the read was enjoyable. Like it a lot.
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