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Trenches, Dear

by Rebecca Loebe

 

You called me from the trenches dear

Complaining of the atmosphere

Seems no one wants to hear anymore

About your sore, sore…

Parts of you are growing strong

Hardening and moving on

But oh your eyes get so withdrawn

And well, I can tell

 

You’re so convinced that this is it

You wallow in the thick of it

Swallow whatever you can get

Just tell me now

Are you breaking up or breaking down?

 

You don’t appreciate my tone

Well I’m fresh out of sugarcoat

I want to help but not to hold 

Your hair back as you swear that

 

This is it

And  wallow in the thick of it

Swallow whatever you can get

Just tell me now

Are you breaking up or breaking down?

 

…for a reason to be lifted?

From this treason you’ve committed

 

Just when things are going well

Your tender heart will start to swell

Lest anyone forget the belle of this ball

After all

 

You’re so convinced that this is it

You wallow in the thick of it

Swallow whatever you can get

Just tell me now

Are you breaking up or breaking down?

Are you breaking up or breaking down?

Are you breaking up or breaking down?

Are you breaking up?

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MANAGEMENTRalph Jaccodine. rjaccodine@gmail.com (617.393.9800)

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EMAIL REBECCA: rebecca@rebeccaloebe.com