#24 They Called

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Water flowing down my eyes,
That they called tears
My shivering self to see you still
That they called fear

When I couldn't move to watch you so silent
That they called frozen
When I lost myself to see you gone
That they called broken

When I couldn't stop crying all day
That they called sad
And when I lost my voice and stopped talking
That they called mad

What had happened to you I asked
That they called death
And what was wrong with me I asked
That they called regret

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