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Crescendo and Echo MAG
I might be understood
but I’m not,
reading into everything
as if I had a magnifying glass
Maybe we’re a crescendo with
too much anticipation,
I thought you were
everything I asked for
but even the ending was quiet
and didn’t echo for long.
We rose up the scale
like a hurricane wind, died
down before the eye of the storm
I linger on a key too long
and you forge ahead,
painting love notes as my
sign of weakness
but consciousness fails me
as you draw out my breath
just by moving and opening your mouth
I thought a crescendo could be
everything I asked for
but even the ending was quiet
and didn’t echo for long.
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