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Split

I am the half which you would see drown
We wish to dance
however our mind cannot connect
the walls surrounding frown
the floor weeps.

You tread over my corpse
and I yours forever enveloped
we cannot speak.
We cannot sing, we cannot dance
No union to be found

I am the half which you would see drown
not out of hate
not out of pleasure
but from guilt and shame.
The marsh we wade through
never gets thinner.

Majestic, your elegance
Captivating, your beauty
"why wont you accept me
is it too much
too little"
No answer to be found

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