The melody of your voice is painfully omitted
Words from the lips of my angel
Tenderness in beautiful eyes I see no more
Pools of caramel melting the core of my soul
Saying I love you without chiming a sound
Oh my days are loathed, occupied with formality
Still here, but already gone
Bereavement weighs heavily upon weakness
Seeing you again, though your not you
Only a deranged stranger
Infecting anyone daring to cross paths
With wavering strength
I falsify your fate as those long past
Poignant, to the point, and well-aimed, Shell!
Peace and luvz, Uncle Tree 🙂
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