I see you shaped in dotted lines.
You waste your time and all of mine.
I cut you out and then I'll try
To fold you to a paper boat.
Your special present,
The one I'll only stare at.
Sits waiting on my door steps.
You wrapped it up nicely in regrets.
Your wounds they never start to heal.
You blind me with your sunless smile.
The rain and its one-hand clapping sound
Will be the only applause you get.
Writer(s): Eric Rosenfeld
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