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I can't help but think...'Why am I shaking?'
Tell me. Why are you shaking?
Do you know why you're here?
'Well... It's because I have to, isn't it?'
You have to. Why?
'They're making me come?'
You don't sound convinced.
Do you want me to help you?
With anything, I suppose.
'I don't need help.'
Then why are you shaking?
'I never said that.'
But you were going to.
Are you shaking?
'I suppose... I suppose it's because I can't stop.'
One Last GoodbyeHe watches as the snowflake falls with grace
And wonders when time lost it's pace
The lonely moon glares down on the face
The face of a boy who has lost the race
The train whistle blows as the trees dance in the wind
Railway tracks, soon to hold a grave weight
Tears fall gently, unheard by ears of those who sinned
He takes the step to find his fate
Reaching out, he grasps the air
Eyelids loose, he ceases to care
No longer is his mind clouded with fears
He's seen too much, and can't take the tears
His lips mouth the words he cannot bear to say
He chants one last goodbye
Spread the wings, he wishes he could fly
Freedom lies on the other side; he stepped over the ledge on this day
five hour energyi suppose
last week was only an aftershock
of the earthquake you were before.
this place used to vibrate
with metal strings and melodic,
testimonies to life,
emitting coffee-scented moods
and the burn of it too.
i had memorized the
sounds of silence,
i couldn't help but relish it.
no longer had i known
the sounds of folk
and scent of mocha-
you became nothing more
than an echo of the laughter
i so desperately needed to hear again.
then the echoes got louder,
bouncing ferociously off the walls
to be made manifest
i walked into your room
expecting exactly what i found-
an unmade bed,
and an empty beer
(the one that you insisted you needed
just days ago).
i pressed my nose
into the pillow
for incense and cologne and starbucks
to penetrate my mind
and thinking fervently
i already know
what a clean sheet smells like."
how strong an aftershock can be,
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