Time never stopped
My head and knees dropped
Tears fell
A heartbeat never dwelled
A thousand winters pass
All I remember is the face of a lass
My beloved, whom I barely recall
My mouth wording “call”
Call me…call me, a ghost
Your supposed host
Escort for life
As we are husband and wife
Decoupled by the heavens
Drawn a horizon line by the earth
One, two, three…seven
Deadly sins girthed as your burden
Sigh, stop pestering
Let me feaster in my own memory string
Few were my last moments,
Stranded alone and cold in a tent
You told me to wait as I burned the wood
But as the flame dwindle and I survived the best that I could
After my death, I learned
My body laying in a White-out, you never returned
Sigh, stop pestering!
Mad?… I am. MAD, I AM, MAD!
Pant, pant, calm down
The events have come to pass
Humanity has clustered more mass,
yet not a single one…
Notice me…there is none.
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