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Turning A Page
Verse 1
The sun sets slow on this fading day,
I see your faces, but they feel far away.
Laughter lingers in the hollow air,
But something’s shifting like you’re not really there. -
the hand
there is a hand squeezing my heart
tight slow like it knows every part of me
holding on to the pieces i’m leaving behind
the empty rooms the silent voices the half spoken goodbyes
it does not let go
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Dress
sometimes the dress feels like a soft breath
a quiet hope wrapped in fabric
that touches my skin like a secret i’m afraid to speak aloud
it’s the way light moves when i twirl
the way i feel seen without saying a word
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what’s next
she walks into the room like a sentence that forgot to whisper
light brown hair pulled back
clear glasses catching the light
tall enough to see past most people
loud enough not to care if they notice
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the stage
the lights hit first
hot and white and blinding
a wall of brightness straight into my eyes
so strong i can’t see their faces
just outlines
shadows beyond the edge of the stage
and somehow
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hoodie
it was my hoodie
old and wrinkled
stuffed in the back of my locker
half folded half forgotten
like most of my things
Loves
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Love
I love
Snowy stage band mornings
Dark and cold
Blowing in the door with some random trumpet player
Our conductor's coffee
Wet I-just-showered hair
Bedhead, the age-old oops-forgot-my-folder
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Every time
Every time
I give and give and give
Ask you questions
Advice
Support you
Every single time
Even when I should know better by now
And you pretty much ignore me and just rant to yourself
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Together
You’re different
With all of us
Versus just me.
You’re different
With a whole crazy friend group
Than you are when it’s us chilling in your basement watching Stranger Things -
I don't
I don't
Open at your words
Your touch
I don't
Listen to
Anyone anymore.
I am completely in my head.
I know we don't have time for this mess.
I do it anyway.
I don't
Pay attention.
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I want to cry
I want to cry.
I want to cry
But I cannot.
Graduation
Graduation
They're leaving
It's finally happening and how will I survive
What if this what if that
Stress
Schoolwork
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Expectations
There are
So many things.
So many things
So many people
Want from me.
Is it too much to ask for a break?
Am I allowed to
Have a few seconds to myself or
Am I just a machine?