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My thoughts of two cents
Though incoherent, made some sense
A funnel to filter these words
Grows strained, as emotions get stirred
Though I catch these words in good succession
Pasted them together, showing no discretion
An assault to their eyes, yet no response from their mind
As it departs from their brain and is told nonchalantly, "goodbye"
A train of words that won't reach their ears
Or deliver this message, that revealed my fears
The stone has been carved, there's no denying the chisel
But the alarm was never raised, no harder how hard I blow the whistle
