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brain tease

Here again with you two guys

You confidently talk

Casually leaning in...to listen 

Your dark blue eyes

They shine when the light catches,

they glisten

The conversational words spoken pass through

But mix and muddle with

The words that are sinking...drowning

In the worn out cluttered head

knowingly looking zombie dead

sounding quietly dead

talking one word answers... dead?

But in my aching head

I'm wholly here

Away from the outside picture of fear

Screaming like a child inside

For the apologetic sentence to burst out

Yearning to expain

But I can't...

Words are jammed up

always intently listen

watching your breezing chat

Watching your dark blue eyes...

They glisten...

◄ I'm not German But...

Winter Wandering ►

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