KIDS

I miss you

Do you miss me, too?

It’s clear, you’re not near

You are there and I’m here

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We were kids doing nothing

Singing and drinking and laughing

Not needing any of that fuss

No responsibilities, just for us

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We can either make an accusation

Or we apologize for everything

But nothing leads to detoxification

And staying away isn't working

Then what? Then what? Then what?

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Is there a chance

To see us like we did at first glance?

Giving and taking

No not-giving, no not-taking

 

No confession or false pride

Pushing all our doubts aside

No questions and no looking back

No more hate and no more regret

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We can either make an accusation

Or we apologize for everything

But nothing leads to detoxification

And staying away isn't working

Then what?  Then what? Then what?

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© written by Cosima Charlotte