Silent Mouths, Rambling Minds

Two Of A Kind (Of)

|His heart beats while mine breaks,

the pain's throbs in my head,

How do I grieve

for someone who's not dead?|

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|Haunting and hating and how to

move on,

When I am a goose

And he is a swan,|

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|When I am the night,

And he is the day,

And I am the waves,

And he is the bay,|

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|I am the anger,

And he is the calm,

And I am the whimper,

While he is the song,|

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|We're opposites and pairs

yet too mixed to be matched,

so why, tell me why,

did I get so attached?|