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Cassia Sep 2019
I sing our old songs and forget that you've gone

I tell our sweet story and remain ever strong

I search for you forever, in pictures and poems

Remember my voice and the words we'd had stolen

Too often I write for the sake of my ghosts

Too often I draw for what I miss the most

A tribute to you who I once held so close

That I lost to the seas as I swam to the coast
I'm so done writing for ghosts.

— The End —