Derailed

And it’s almost enough

To send the words speeding

Right out of my careless mouth

And turning into a trainwreck

Right before your very eyes

.

And no amount of snowfall

Could ever cover up all the damage

It will cause—but what else am I

To do, when you’re already there

Patiently lying by the railroad tracks?

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