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Hanging on your every inflection
to see if I’m in there somewhere
let me be your one exception
I could be your prayer

stopped my autopilot
trying to surpass my drunken feet
smother my inner riot
think you could make me complete

I rearranged the queue for you
caged the fluttering inside of me
rehearsed my breathing to force through
bruised my knees when I fell for you.


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