He chased after the reasons For this distance And I watched on Always knowing That hands will never touch What has always been unbidden Despoil me; The one thing left intact And I'll pretend That I'm not afraid And I'll build memories Out of things we've never said I'll pretend to walk away Just one last time To feign an indifference To save a little face; Such a transparent maneuver In front of someone so cognizant But as knowing as he is I keep just one thing out of sight One thing so intangible That it burns me down deeper And leaves me vacuous
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8:43 p.m.//09.13.04