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Oct 2018 · 401
Alone
Claire M Oct 2018
Uttering your blurry words
I cannot hear them drone
Instead the melodies of birds
Replace our conversation sown
And so we speak, alone.

Residing many miles apart
Lain in bed, you in your own
I lie with my wicked heart
Quiet, chilling to the bone
And so we lie, alone.

The world dissolves to static
A face made out of stone
Perhaps I am erratic
But you've become unknown
And so we are, alone.

Cast away all friend and foe
Make sure that they are shown
This beating heart belongs to woe
To it, you can't atone
And so I weep, alone.

Nothing can enroach this place
This kingdom and my throne
Everything shall be encased
In wryness I have grown
And so I am, alone.

— The End —