I watched
A windowless world Struggle Burn Suffer Breathe to fight the forces of fear So that windows could be built Within wasted and wailing walls Not knowing That only breaking Not building Would do See me and my pain they cried Lay eyes on my hurt they pleaded Just witness the weeping of my wounds they begged And to the voices I wept back I see you Even with eyes closed I see you Even with miles separating our souls I see you But to see You see Is not enough For In truth For me To be And know your pain I cannot just see You or me I must feel And seek The collective we The we that rises From the shards of broken glass Discarded with the thought That there ever actually was A you An other Anything but we
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