How could a cruel october take you away?

∞ On my dear’s memory ∞

while you are my baby,

still sleeping in my chest

your snow presence

nowhere to put grief

rest is a sin

mourning mothers

it was all for you

poetry, cozy nights and legacy

nights are loud

the absent beat of thy heart

softening edges of a goat

restless running

wild grasses

beams filled eyes

grateful memories disguise

we missed you kid

in our guilty laughters,

arbitrary train rides

growing up so fast

grey rain drop

aching scars salty waters

chasing tales, mighty

only to seek thee witness

you never visit dreams

ghost invited appears

have a little chat, clueless

do I do this right

matter of living

depths dark I gone

will you approve

all these glued bones

guilty will to exist

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