We Were Dancing An Hour Before We Met

The Saddest Landscape

the last time i saw you, you had short black hair and 
that far off look in your eyes shaking your words like it 
was all so unbearable

no one is watching
no one is watching now
the next time you were striking notes in that soft blue 
light telling secrets to a room full of strangers on the 
verge of another breakdown.
this time you will stand on your own.
a n o t h e r b r o k e n s t r i n g
did it frame your sadness
did it echo tragedy
did it feel too real
i saw you breathing so silently wondering if the flash 
cought it
all in time and i finally understood every word so when 
it is time to come and take me away i will be here 
waiting for the last chord to end waiting for the 
understanding that is you

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