where are you now,
your heads on tight, and is your hearts in place?
is all your truths in line with the streaks on the pavement,
did you have it all figured out before you slipped onto that dancefloor,
have you reached beyond what you can take control of,
and saw that you were higher than my perception of you,
you're not cruel,
you're descending into this heartfelt rant,
without a response, and every thought of you
shaking the glass in and out of focus.
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