All over & again

I wish I was a little less aware
of the shaky alteration
and people in every nation
being scared.

As the blood flows
she goes and comes
and she runs
all over she knows.

I wish she was a little more aware
of the present situation
and the depth of my frustration
or just cared.

As the world turns
she hums and comes
and she runs
all over she burns.

I wish I was a little more aware
of what she had said
when dancing in my head
or just dared.

As the snow falls
she calls and comes
and she hums
all over my walls.

I wish she was


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