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Why Knot Design

Momica


In the distance I hear a train roll by
And when I look at you tears fall from your eyes
What is the ghost it stirs in you
How come when I ask you won't tell me why


The silence cuts us like a knife
And we bleed inside our hearts
Things left unsaid tearing us apart
I sit on the porch and watch the rain


You ask me what I'm thinking
I look away I want you to hurt the same
And we stay together nothing left to say
Afraid to go our separate ways


We know what we had has ended long ago
Wondering what will be the final blow


Richard Joseph Yessian II