No one can see you, but i have felt those fingertips
I can just feel it.
You are shorter than I remember,
But you still come up behind me,
I am always surprised:
Remember the day, in the city
I started to cry when they took my bag
You had a twitch,
You never could handle it
I bruised my knees.
No one hears you, But i have heard those footsteps
You clang and clack
It gets louder every time,
You slapped me in the face.
Do You Remember-Of course you do.
I remember the first day I saw you.
I started to cry when I didn't know your name.
I started to cry when I couldn't forget it.
It sounded too medical.
I bruised my knees.
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