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Aug 22, 2004 19:20

The Stare

When I met you there was something inside of you
I saw it through your eyes
You knew it, I knew it
The stare was a cry.

When I held you and you'd look into my eyes
There were words inside of us
Gasping for air
Definitions never described it
It was in our stare

When our eyes became heavy
and the fights became long
My eyes filled up with tears
The weight was too strong

The stare was broken.
We didn't belong
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