Saturday, April 25, 2020

Dead Men Tell Zip

i'm haunting
decaying history
golden dreams traded
like dirty currency
i paid the cost
in sudden loss
when i lost you and me

pity we can't die twice
or i swear
i'd try tonight

i'm all too aware
of the silence
in my chest cavity
where the heart
you ripped out of me
(while still beating i might add)
used to be

before you made
a ghost of me

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