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left hanging her words final breath

The last note hung after the singer left

From the stage leaving a single light

These moments of whole thoughts gave this night

Cast behind the shadow of stage fright

Left unsaid all the words she might

Left hanging her final words breath

 

Did you witness this time?

Heard the words sung and rhyme

It’s always the critic in you

That hears every note sung through

Wanting the words to be yours alone

Something more than just your skin and bone

 

When the last glass collected are washed and hung

When the tables are clean and done

The stragglers pushed to the door

And the last sing for one chorus more

There’s nothing left to cover but an old one

Then this night will go on and on

 

Did you witness this time?

Heard the words sung and rhyme

It’s always the critic in you

That hears every note sung through

Wanting the words to be yours alone

Something more than just your skin and bone

 

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