our love becomes our fear
while this fear forms into hate
so we begin to hate ourselves
and this burning from inside
our perfectly framed safe lives
begin to capsize into tragedy
no telling what is up from down
feeling high as much as low
so we ask again and again
over and over until we choke
on the words left unspoken
when it all comes down
to a single moment spared
i think we would all die
wishing we had only cared
just a little bit more
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