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It flew out your mouth, "you can drive me anywhere- just drive me anywhere but here."
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Tonight, the length of your neck is a lonely parapet;
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You are armed to the teeth and looking for a fight.
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It was in your mother's dress that the temper showed signs of slowing down.
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Your fingers traced the route of the seam
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(Like a map of your body that landed just shy of your knees).
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It fell the same way on your mother- as she was, at that age, the same height as you.
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She never faced a fear quite as sharp, but her sister did and it broke her heart
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What came out your mouth next was a series of mistakes-
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You had taken all you could take, and here tonight,
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The weight of their stares, well they could bury you alive.
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You are worn to the bone, and looking to disappear.
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And who could blame you?
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It was in your mother's dress that the temper finally died out,
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And gave way to the fear that keeps its company with such a loud mouth!
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(Like the sound of an earthquake tearing out terra firma's mouth).
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You must not let it in, and keep your head up on top of your body.
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There are far, far worse things than this,
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So we must move with purpose and do what has to be done. |