2.Sihouete
Only your outer line
Shape of my indecision
As of yet
Details are undefined
True to your definition
I doubted
Separated by some eclipse
Found the right words
But they only died on my lips
They always die on my lips
Silhouette
You must be something real
Remember the time itâs taken thought iâd forget
Come on now, itâs no big deal
Youâd think so, but youâre mistaken
Iâm tired
And everything disconnects
But i canât wait
To find out what will happen next
Tell me what happens next i always miss, inanely
What others see so plainly
It takes a time or two for me
With every color graying and every word youâre saying
Losing all trace of clarity
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