I remember in this classroom
Sharing stories of the times
And wondering to myself
If I'd remember all this
In future lives.
Would I find you standing at the
Top of a twisted technological tower
Letting your self-confidence drain
As I tried to comfort you,
As I tried to steal the pain
And make it mine again?
Did this all happen before?
Were you standing at a cavern door
Protecting your children from a horror,
A rampant dinosaur,
As I tried so eagerly to
Save the day and
Break into your life?
Will you be at your desk tomorrow
Hiding every bit of your sorrow
As I selfishly burden you
With my thoughts of future times?
All while I secretly contemplate
Breaking into your future lives.
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