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It never ceases to amaze me
Just how estranged we are. now.
Things may make more sense
If I was just a renter. here.
If I was just to leave. here.
Was not your stranger.child.
Not your eternal project.defect.

This feels more like an interrogation
Then a friendly chit.chat.
Do you think you could get your
Righteous lights out of my eyes?

I’m trying to keep an ember burning
But you’re pissing it out.
© Liam Elliott 2008. All Rights Reserved.

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