It's hard not to stare, just as difficult to pretend not to care,
But I won't ask how long you think this will last,
Because I don't want a repeat of the past.
I'll prepare the knot in this rope even as I hold onto a hope,
That I'm wrong and just afraid, too impatient to wait another day,
For the answers I seek and the mayhem I reap.
When all the dust has come to rest, at least I can say I tried my best.
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