I love someone not yet alive The chill of night rocks me to sleep I mourn you, but you have not died Uncertainty breeds a foolish mind Vacated glass reveals a freak I love someone not yet alive What do you owe, now you’ve resigned? Silence drives my ears to bleed I mourn you, but you have not died I long for one peculiar night A reminder I am still perceived I love someone not yet alive Madness leaks in through the blinds I greet her and she welcomes me I mourn you, but you have not died And then I wake, take in the light Below my skin the echoes weep I love someone not yet alive I mourn you, but you have not died
Morgan Starnes
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