Softly falls the rain
and my shoes are we again
from stepping in your drama.
Light
Fade
Bright
Retreat
You're going there again
and I don't like it
"Come out - come out whever you are"
I yell
This is not funny anymore.
Twisting
Turning
Bending
Breaking
Oh What a mess you've made again.
Ok, I am looking
Yes, I am listening - what is it now?
I'm puzzled by your crooked grin -
wondering if it's a frown or a smile.
Is it ok to laugh now?
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