Bittersweetness in the Air

at the beginning of the end 

you went to shake my hand 

i followed it with an embrace 

for i could not face 

what i knew would come 

at the end of the night 

i turned you away 

i met your warm embrace 

with a cold handshake 

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meandpaul

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    I am not

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    I stood in the crowd 
    My feet cemented to the ground 
    Just basking in the light of something that would slowly fade 

    I could hear the high pitched ringing 
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