Nevermore, Nevermore
Could I ever be anymore?
Like your heartless shadow
Black soul
Confusion is more than
Real; is false
A false reality?
To just speak again
An open tomb
For you to lie in
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Crawl inside my stomach
But don't listen
To what I say. . .
I won a ghost
In the summer
One seven year
Her tongue was so sweet
on the nape of my neck
The blood drew a grey skull
I had no one to expect
Me home
You're wrong.
A spiny claw in my back
Calls out in the black rain
To award the new, new
New stranger into the pain
Into the flood. . .
Believe in not what you see
But in what is complete. . .
But ? complete
what is
?