Allow Me
| I see you sitting there talking and laughing like you always did Smoking your cancer stick. Your hair flowing like it is underwater. Rubbing your sore neck Flashing looks at me when you think I wont notice you I just want to talk to you Say something. But I wont. I am a Coward. I'll never work up the balls the Courage I need closure from this a break Allow me, I can light your cancer stick. Allow me, I can rub your sore neck. I'll try not to break it. |
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